C6 COMING HOME

Raymond POV*

Anger, that is all I felt as I tried to get my Jeep to go quicker down the interstate. It's been three months since I left my pack. Three months trying to find a rogue for the Black Moon's pack.

Not just any rogue, but the girl who was responsible for Morana’s death. Alpha Kevin had told me that she escaped her cell. I was furious, so furious that I had thought I would kill Alpha Kevin the moment I saw him.

She was alive. I had thought that a weak Alpha would have killed her. Like he said he would all those years ago. When Morana had died, he asked all the Alphas what he should do with the young girl. I was the first one to say to slaughter the girl. Child or not, I hated her. I, of course, got in trouble with my father for interrupting his meeting, but I needed to know she would die.

And the other Alphas agreed. She had killed the best warrior any of us had seen, and that girl had killed her.

Alpha Kevin claimed that the girl was connected to her father, a rogue who had taken Morana by force. And she signaled him and his pack of rogues to attack and kill Morana. The girl needed to pay for what she did and for what her father had done. But I couldn't find that little rogue.

My foot had pushed the gas pedal down to the floor as I watched the RPMs try to shift in the piece of shit Jeep. I've never been away from my pack this long, and a pack without an Alpha was vulnerable.

What if that bitch found those rogues, and they were planning to attack the packs? Jon has been giving me weekly updates, so I know there was no danger. But being the most deadly pack, it wasn't uncommon for someone to want to take over my pack.

My fist slammed on the steering wheel as the Jeep's engine started to whine and slow down. I was stressed out and frustrated that we couldn't find her. That her trail had somehow grown cold in the middle of the forest.

Even in the cells, I couldn't get her scent. Her scent was covered by the horrid scent of the cells. The awful scent of the cell was strong and potent enough to cover even Alpha Kevin's scent.

It was like a needle in a haystack. I could softly smell the sweetness in the air, but I couldn't grab that sweetness. I couldn't get to her. And that infuriated me.

Maybe I wouldn't be so pissed if I were going home to a mate. If I had an equal who would take away this stress and calm me down. But after all this time, I couldn't find her. There was no longer hope of a mate for me. Which meant nothing was stopping my anger, my infuriating rage.

And that is what I felt, because after three months, we still couldn't find the girl. There was no trace that she had ever been alive. And to make matters more complicated, there was no description of her.

When I had asked the woman who took care of her, she told me she was often dirty. She had thick hair, but no one knew the real color. It could be a light brown like Serena's, or it could be blonde or black.

Either way it went, it was often covered in mud or filth. No one knew if she had a wolf, or what color it was, or could be. It was a trail with no directions. We ran around the forest and the neighboring packs for months until I finally left.

Alpha Kevin pleaded for me to stay, but I couldn't stay around for his fuck ups. Just earlier today, he followed me out to my jeep when I announced I was leaving.

"Raymond, if anyone could find her, it's you!" Alpha Kevin said as he followed me out to my jeep.

His mate stood by the door and glared at him as he looked at me, "I should have killed her, you are right. But, I didn't think there was justice in Morana that way. I wanted to make her suffer, I wanted to..." His voice trailed away as his eyebrows scrunched together. I slammed the tailgate up and turned towards him.

"You should have killed the bitch. You could have given Morana justice that way! Instead, you kept a toy." I said and glared at him, "I would have killed her if you couldn't." I growled the words as I glared at him.

Morana was a wonderful and talented fighter; she was best friends with my Mother's best friend and guided me when my Mother left this world.

Morana taught me how to fight and taught me important life lessons that I could never forget.

She had gotten pregnant while traveling around the packs. Some say it was a warrior affair, and others say it was an Alpha's bastard baby.

And some believed that Morana had found her true mate and mated. Werewolves could only have children with their true mates or forced mates. If they give you their mark, you can bear them an heir, my Father said multiple times. But I couldn't see Morana allowing anyone to mark her.

And because of that, I had believed her true mate was a rogue. No one knows for sure, of course, Morana refused to speak about the man who had gotten her pregnant. And when she had her daughter, she stopped coming to my pack so often.

When I heard of her passing, I felt rage for the first time. I demanded blood, I overpowered my Father's command and demanded that the girl be removed from this Earth. To know she has been alive all this time was a slap in the face.

Walking towards the jeep's door, I turned towards Alpha Kevin and glared at him, "You should never have been the Alpha. We both know Morana was supposed to run this pack; you are a pathetic excuse as a leader." I growled and looked around at the empty land and woods. He had sent everyone out to look for the girl, "If I find her, I will do what you couldn't." I said and got in the jeep.

My hand curled into a fist as I punched the wheel once again. These past months have made me so tense. We searched everywhere we could for her. If what Alpha Kevin said was true, she should be around their territory. She wouldn't have had enough strength to run as fast as it seemed she did.

It was a six-hour drive to Alpha Kevin's, and as I turned down the road to see my territory, my wolf wanted to be released. I pulled the jeep to the side and walked into the forest, my clothes shredded as my wolf took over and raced into the woods.

Couldn't wait, could you? My wolf, Aero, only let out a chuckle as his large paws hit the earth. He put all his energy into this run.

It has been a long three months. And half of it, I was stuck in you. After that car ride, I needed to be freed.' Aero replied with a grunt. I didn't mind as we rushed around our familiar territory.

We looked at the pack house, seeing the lights and the pack members, some of the warriors on patrol held their heads down when they saw me.

But something felt off in the pack as I looked for my beta. But it wasn't long until Jack’s tan wolf rushed up to me with its head lowered.

Looking at my beta, I instantly felt better,

”Welcome home, Alpha! The paperwork has all been finalized, and the schedule for the patrol is on your desk. I've also gotten the men to cooperate these past few months. Some of them are now considering each other as friends.” Jack said as he started to rub beside me. That was good news, since we took down a pack called the Silver Sky pack, but the men we allowed to join our pack refused to cooperate with us. I'd considered killing them, but thought against it for this reason.

More men meant more warriors. And with this dangerous rogue now loose, we may need more warriors.

'Clever, how did you get them to become so close?' I asked as we reached the end of the territory. Aero stopped his run and turned towards his Beta.

I guess you can say they found a common interest. Group bounding. Jack was chuckling at his inside joke that I couldn't understand. I stared at him until he stopped his rambling and straightened his wolf up.

'Good work, Beta, go rest. You deserve it.' Aero said in a strong voice.

The tan wolf lowered his head and turned around, running away from us. Something about Jack just never settled right with Aero. He was unhappy when I made him Beta, and he was extremely unhappy when we had to leave our pack with him.