A smile lit up her face as she saw her brother, in all his glory, taking down several men. God she had missed him. But there was no time for words, they needed to get out before more came. With the grey wolves and western pack working together they outnumbered the already vunerable Northern pack and the equally small squadron of river wolves. Katerina needed to get who she could out, and flee to the woods.
"C'mon," she beckoned Christian, jumping up the stairs two at a time. They wove through the maze of halls to the exit, just barely missing two tall men fighting their way out. Katerina helped them fight off the swarm, getting everyone she could outside.
"Katerina," one of the tall one's with chocolate brown eyes looked concerned about her, although she had no clue who he was, "I'm glad your safe."
He must be a contestant. It's the only explanation.
Yes, well we need to get out of here before we are truly safe."
She looked to where the river pack had been left. Few were dead, but most survived, having stayed outside the real battle.
"Go home and rest," she urged, "I will come when its time."
"Be careful my queen," the Beta bowed, then turned her group back to the woods.
"Dominik told me you want us to meet at the tree?" the man stated, verifying that the quiet man was indeed the demon her twin had fallen for.
"Uh yeah," Katerina had to think fast on her feet, "We should still go. It's safest. Christian, come too."
He was unable to speak, but the look in his eye told her he was thinking about Ivory. She had heard his mate was pregnant, and was overjoyed, but now worry crept in. She hadn't seen Ivory since the start of the battle.
"I'm sure she's at the Oak Tree too. She'd know that be the best place to find you. C'mon, there is little left here."
She was right. Many had fled into the trees, or were slaughtered, The few left alive in the caves were out for blood. Staying here would cause nothing but more trouble.
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Kayden caught Ven's trail and followed it into the woods, weaving through the trees until she caught up with him.
"Ven!" she called, racing up, "Ven stop!"
She caught them in time, gasping out, "Oak Tree. We are all meeting at the Oak Tree and regrouping. C'mon."
~
Ivory didn't think of the Oak Tree. Her first thought was her pack. If the Grey Wolves had gotten through, then an encampment had failed, meaning they were deserters or dead, and she feared both. Instead of running away from trouble she ran towards it, manuveuring back to the mountains to check. Because of the wolves chasing her she made sure to conceal her scent by rubbing her fur in mud, so they couldn't keep tracking her down. She assured herself she'd find Christian soon enough, but the needs of her pack were priority, knowing her mate was more than capable of protecting himself. All night she spent checking one encampment after the other, slowly realizing they were all dead. The Grey Wolves had to have ambushed them one by one, picking the encampments off so no reinforcements came. This wasn't just an attack. It was the start of war.
It wasn't till the sun started to rise that Ivory finally found a small hidden burrow safe from predators and collasped, exhausted and hungry, worried about her safety and her pups. Only then did she start to worry about Christian, still unable to feel him, wondering if he'd return to their pack to look for her or go elsewhere.
