Chapter

　　As I was helping the pack, I saw a girl my age crying while clutching his father's hand who was a warrior, "Papa! Please don't leave me," she pleaded. 　　"Ingrid, go to the bunkers and let me defend our pack. I'll come back." He removed his daughter's arms around him and shifted into his brown wolf and went to fight off the rogues. 　　The girl whose name is Ingrid didn't leave but cried where her father left her. She knows her dad won't make it. She was afraid of losing her father. 　　Only a few of our warriors were left standing. Everyone knows that we can only win if the rogues decide to retreat, but no one showed signs of stopping. 　　Then when I was about to help her, I saw an enormous rogue approaching her from behind. 　　I ran as fast as I could towards her and pulled her from the rogue's path and helped her to the bunkers. 　　The rogue was running so fast that he wasn't able to control his body to turn to us. 　　He snarled at me for helping his prey and charged at me instead. I was defenseless. I thought it was my end. 　　"Mira!" Coby shouted and blocked me from the rogue. 　　The rogue who was about to bite me was taken aback when Coby blocked his jaw. 　　Coby whimpered in pain and blood came out of his side where the rogue bit him. The rogue threw him off like a doll and Coby landed in a loud thud. The rogue didn't bother finishing him off and went towards us instead. 　　"Mira! Go to the bunkers," my mother said with her long nails and canines out. Her wolf is threatening to come out but she can't fully shift because she's pregnant. 　　The rogue looked at her amused. My mom is no match to the rogue and he could easily kill her without any effort. Then in just a blink of an eye, my dad flew out of nowhere and pushed the rogue away from us and he fought him by myself. 　　"What are you doing? Run!" She shouted at us. 　　I did what she said and pulled Ingrid towards the bunkers, "Stay in here, I'll go help the others." 　　"No, don't. It's dangerous," she said and pulled my arm. 　　"I'm sorry. I need to go," I insisted and removed her hands on my arm and ran towards where Coby is. 　　Blood is coming out of his mouth. He's too weak since he hadn't eaten yet and he's injured from his past beatings. 　　"Coby," I whispered. 　　"You came back," he wheezed. 　　"Of course, I'm your friend and you saved me." 　　"I wasn't part of them." He coughed. 　　"Shhhh. I know," I whispered, and a smile appeared on his face. 　　If he's with them he won't risk his life to save me and the rogue won't kill him. 　　"Thank you, for trusting and believing in me," he whispered. 　　A tear escaped my eyes. We just met and now he's dying. He was just about to get a chance to live his life but it's now getting taken away from him. 　　"I know we just met but you mean a lot to me. You were the first person who took pity on me and treated me with kindness. Promise me that you won't change and that you'll continue to be kind and give hope to others. I want you to continue to be kind and help people like how you helped me." He mumbled under his last breath. 　　He closed his eyes, and his heart stopped beating and I can't do anything about it. 　　He sacrificed his life for me. He could have just run to the bunkers but he chose to stay and help us in all that he can and all that he can give even if he wasn't even a part of our pack. 　　I stood up and looked around me. A lot of our warriors had fallen and the others are still fighting to death. The rogues had done a lot of damage to our pack and more rogues are still coming for us. Only a few of our enemies had died. The attack was clearly planned and we weren't strong enough to win it. 　　It's a battle of death and the warriors knew it but they didn't show signs of stopping. 　　I was about to enter the bunkers when I saw our Luna surrounded by rogues and no one seems to notice her. 　　She knows that she won't be able to defeat them all. She can't even defeat a single rogue in her state. She's pregnant and she can't use her wolf. 　　I can't just stand there and let her die so I picked up a stone near me and threw it at one of them. 　　The rogue growled when I threw him a stone and their attention turned to me 　　"Mira! I told you to go inside!" Luna Heidi yelled, still not forcing herself to surrender. 　　The rogue tilted his head towards the Luna motioning for the rogues beside him. One of them was about to attack her when dad came and rescued her. 　　The other rogues saw what happened and surrounded them. 　　The rogues were too focused on both of them that they forgot that I was there watching them. 　　"Mira! Go to the bunkers!" Mom yelled and went to help my father and the Luna. 　　This time I obeyed her order and ran towards the bunkers. There were times I regretted my decision. I should have just run towards them and fought to death. 　　When I reached the bunker the people inside were quiet and you can clearly hear the sound coming from the outside. 　　There were howls, snarls, whimpers, and breaking of bones. The people here probably thought our side was winning. They didn't know that more warriors had died today, more than the number of rogues who died. 　　A loud howl that surely came from the alpha made the living warriors howl because of sadness. The bond we all have towards our Luna was gone. 　　They felt their Luna die and I felt it too. 　　Everyone is now confused about who's winning the war. 　　I was restless. Our Luna just died and we can't afford to lose our dad or our mother because they also play an important role in our pack. 　　It will be hard for us to rise up again from this war if we will lose hime. I had no choice but to go out again and help in all I can. I sneaked outside without them noticing. They were busy hiding, comforting each other and they are preoccupied of thinking what is happening outside. 　　I saw my father along side the alpha fighting the rogues along with the few other warriors that were left. 　　All of them are strong when combined but they are outnumbered. There is no chance that they will win this fight. 　　I can't just go and help them either because I'm weak and hadn't even met my wolf yet so I just stood there watching the rogues pounce at them. 　　Even though they are tired and still panting from fighting the other rogues, they didn't show any signs of weakness at all. They all exchanged punches kick and snarls and they all kept their ground mightily. 　　The rogues were amused at their bravery and thought that they were crazy, but they don't know what our pack is made of. We never surrender. We're more than a fighter. We are survivors 　　One of the rogues lunched at my father, aiming for his left hind leg but dad is too fast and evaded his attack. The rogue rolled over his stomach and Dad took that as his advantage and lunched for his neck but one of the rogues scratch his back with his long nails and blood gushed out of his body. 　　Dad whimpered and I could even feel his pain from here. With all his strength he kicked the rogue behind him and his body was thrown off with a thud. 　　The rogue below him kicked his bruised ribs with a large blow and dad was taken aback by his move. 　　The rogues snarled and circled him and they pounced at him at the same time. 　　Dad doesn't know who to attack first because they are all too fast and too many. 　　He managed to throw blows and bit chunks of their flesh but their strength didn't waver like they were on drugs. He did a huge amount of damage to them but not as many as they did to him. 　　They didn't care that they were weak, hungry, and in pain. It's like they don't feel anything but the urge to kill. 　　Soon, the other rogues came and tried to kill dad but no one managed to stop and help their beta with his fight. 　　The alpha and the other warriors are too busy fighting at least six rogues at the same time. 　　Dad howled for help many times but no one bothered to help. 　　I should have gone there and let myself die with him. If only I knew what would happen after this. I should have died with him. 　　Tears fell out of my eyes but I didn't bother to stop watching my dad to fight for death. My feet were rooted on the ground. I'm too shocked to do anything. 　　Then his howls and whimpers of pain stopped and the rogues left one by one. 　　I know everyone felt it. I know they felt it when he died just like how they felt it when our Luna died. 　　He was just there lying on the ground with his eyes open beside mom who died first before him. 　　I screamed my lungs out and knelt on the ground. I clutched my heart and cried. The rogues heard my cry and sauntered towards me. 　　My heart hurts so bad that I didn't care about them or about dying. 　　The long sound of a horn interrupted the rogues and they all ran away from our pack. Their tails were between their legs as they scampered off and left. 　　The sound came outside of our borders. I thought it was their signal to leave but instead a pack of huge white wolves with symbols of moon on their forehead appeared. 　　That was the first time I saw a full blooded Lycan.