Damon's POV
"No way," I growled, as anger surged through my veins. As they moved closer to the borders, I almost drowned in the pit of anger and pain.
"My God!" Tunde gasped behind me. "What the hell happened to them?" He asked.
It was evening already, as darkness has slightly covered the earth. We were at the borders awaiting the arrival of the Silverline pack. The Silverline Packs were damaged beyond repair, they were only about fifteen or seventeen in numbers and most of them were wounded while some appeared as if life had departed from them.
A part that was normally supposed to be about seven hundred wolves was now left to just seventeen helpless wolves. Silverline is one of the oldest and most powerful Packs in the world. They not only have wolves but also witches, Nephilims, and dragon breeders were the inhabitants of this Pack.
"Alert Dean. Tell him we'll be moving some of these people to the hospital soon. We need him to be ready" I commanded my Beta and he nodded almost immediately.
"Alpha," Moon bowed as soon as he was in front of me.
"Beta Moon, good to see you again" He appeared surprised with my kind gesture.
I couldn't help it and for the first time in a long time, I felt pity for people of my type. The hatred I had for every wolf roaming the surface of Earth has suddenly vanished.
"Thank you for letting us stay in your pack. We are grateful" He extended his hand and I shook it.
"You're much welcome. If I may ask, where are the rest of the pack?" I asked.
I needed to be sure about their present population because I didn't want to believe they're just this small.
"They're dead, Alpha. We're just seventeen in number and we were able to account for over five hundred dead bodies. We don't know if others might turn up later but for now, we are all that's left" he explained and I nodded.
"Pardon me, Beta. My men will have to search your people. We don't mean to put you through any distress in addition to what you've gone through but it's a protocol we need to observe as the situation of ground doesn't permit us to slack off"
"No problem, please go ahead Alpha" he replied.
Moon turned to his people and explained to them in their native language before using English to explain. I was confused about why he had to use both languages to explain if they were all from Silverline.
"Some don't understand the native language, especially the ones that are under eighteen," he explained before I could query him.
I dismissed his action and explanations and gave the go-ahead to my men to interrogate them.
"Where's Konrad?" I asked one of the warriors.
"We haven't seen him for the past three days," he replied.
"Why has he been absent?"
"I'm not sure Alpha. We even sent some of us to him but he insisted on being too busy for the pack's issue right now" The warrior was uncomfortable as he gave his response.
"You will go ahead and tell Konrad that his Alpha wants him at the borders and if he hesitates for five minutes, five fucking minutes, he's dead. I don't care what comes out of it but let him imagine how miserable his mate will be after his death before he makes any more stupid decision"
The warrior stood fixated to a point. He was too scared to move.
"It's not a request boy, it's a fucking command. Move!" I growled.
The boy shifted almost immediately and ran towards the packhouse or probably to Konrad's house.
I turned and saw the Beta of Silverline waiting for all his people to be verified before he walked towards the pack-house. I watched as he touched them individually, assuring them that everything will be fine.
"Every wounded wolf should be on this side" I raised my voice so they could all hear me properly and pointed to the side that they were supposed to stand.
They hesitated for some minutes.
"It's okay. It's fine," Beta Moon assured them.
Slowly, the wounded ones moved to the side I'd pointed to. About seven of them were remaining standing separately after they've all been verified as safe to enter the pack.
Among those seven people standing, one of them appeared distinct to me. Her white hair, her facial look, and the way her eyes seem to be everywhere got my attention. If she was a young child, I would've been less concerned since kids tint their hair these days but she appeared to be in her fifties or late forties and that piqued my interest.
"Who is she?" I asked Moon.
"A Nephilim. One of the oldest daughters of the first Nephilim to ever mate with a wolf. She has nowhere else to go, she has been in our pack for years and she's wounded. Please Alpha" He begged, thinking I was planning to send her back.
I nodded abruptly.
Before I could make the next decision, Tunde appeared with Konrad and the warrior if sent to get him.
"I'm sorry Alpha'' He knelt almost instantly even before I could say a word. He knew he messed up and death should be his punishment.
"Just this once, Konrad. The next time you try this and neglect your responsibility to the pack, I'll strip you of that responsibility and walk you out of my pack, understood?"
"Yes Alpha" he replied.
I turned back to Beta Moon, "You may follow Beta Tunde to the second pack-house. He'll make sure everyone gets their room and help you to get settled in"
"Why will I do that?" Tunde whined as he whispered in my ear.
"Stop acting like a child" I whispered back.
"What crawled up your ass?"
"Do you want me to show you?" I barked
"Really?" He asked, taunting me.
"Fuck off" I yelled, gaining the attention of everyone around us.
Tunde laughed, before gesturing at the Beta.
"What about the rest?" Moon asked.
"Konrad and I will ensure they get to the pack's hospital safe and sound. Beta Tunde will bring you there once you're settled at the packhouse" I informed him.
An older woman from the Silverline pack suddenly moved closer to me and held my hand.
"Thank you so much for your help, Alpha. You're the kindest Alpha I've met in my entire life. I'll never forget your kindness. May the goddess make you flourish like a palm tree"
"T__thank you" I replied curtly.
"If only they knew" Tunde added, whistling as he walked away.
Through the mind link, I threatened, "I'll cut off your tongue someday, I promise you"
"I'll be waiting, Alpha" he replied through the mind link.
Together with Konrad and some of the Silverline Packs, including the white-haired Nephilim, we moved towards the pack's hospital. As soon as we got there, I made the sick wolves sit on the reception chair while waiting for Dean.
"I believe you can handle them all," I asked Dean as he walked up to the little crowd we'd formed.
"Yes, since Luna has volunteered to be of help" He answered.
"Where's she?" I asked.
"She should be somewhere. She wanted to get clean bedsheets for some of the beds……" he turned around and pointed, "Ooh, there she is" He said.
A smile played on my lips as I watched her carry some bedsheets in hand as she moved out of a room, smiling at the small boy beside her.
"Nimue," A voice yelled from behind me. I turned to see it was the woman with the white hair.
She was pointing at Lyla and when I turned back, I saw Lyla, not moving, as a shock was evident on her face.
"Who's Nimue, Grandma?" A boy asked as he held her.
"That's her, That's Nimue. Nimue!" She yelled once more.
Lyla had begun moving towards us, the little boy behind her. She shared a look with me before she walked past me. I held her hand.
"Do you know me?" She asked from beside me.
The old woman moved towards her and held her face. Almost instantly, wings appeared from the woman's back, and those wings wrapped around Lyla making me drop her hand abruptly as light surrounded them.
"Nimue! The light is yours" The woman placed her forehead on Lyla's and they both closed their eyes.
"The light is ours" They both chorused.
I looked around and I realized I wasn't the only mesmerized person. All were in awe of their wonder.