The Unclaimed Human Luna
Chapter 53

Conner POV

He was woken from sleep barely three hours after going to sleep, and everyone was up and on the move. He could hear the sounds of fighting, he was gone from the tent he was sleeping in, as was Adam, hot on his heals.

Sounds of battle were coming from the west and the east. A double-sided attack on this small pack. He linked instantly to all his wolves and any that were asleep were now up and awake and on the move, each had their own designated area to protect.

He and Adam, however, were on the way to the packhouse, as were many women and children. Thankfully, the building wasn’t all that large, but it also didn’t have a lockdown mode. So all the Alpha’s and their units were here. To protect them, there was a full double ring of warriors here around the building.

The only person he didn’t see was the Gamma, Allan from the Black Forest Pack. He was the only one not going to be here, was out there in the woods fighting, it seemed. Though that in itself was a curiosity, his Mates were all here, and to his surprise, standing with a particular young girl, they were all standing in a circle around her, hands held.

Something else was going on here, it seemed. It looked to him that Victor was in fact likely coming for this girl herself. She was just an omega, from what he could tell, but likely that was not the case by the way she was being protected. Which meant Alpha Rafe and his whole pack knew this pack very well. Those witches had come here to protect the girl. She couldn’t have been more than 14 or 15 by the look of her.

“What the f**k is that?” He heard Adam’s shocked voice, grabbed his attention and Conner turned to look where he was looking, a plume of red mist was hanging in the air for a moment and then just fell like rain.

He had no idea what it was, then there was another, and another, whatever it was, it was moving through the battle that was going on, and quickly so. He could hear wolves screaming and others yelling to get away from that man.

Was it a man doing that? He watched on for several minutes as more plumes of red mist seemed to just explode out of nowhere, and then fall down like red rain to the ground. He was connected to all his men, none of them had been affected by it, from what he could tell. But he knew he had at least 30 over there.

Then there was a battle suddenly going on to the north of them. Their layer of wolves protecting the packhouse was gone, it was just them, the battle had been brought to them while most of their troops were dealing with the western and eastern attack. His instincts were to go with his men, but found a hand on him to halt him.

It was Alpha Thomas “No Conner, that is Victor himself. Your father has orders not to let you near him.”

“I can help.”

“Stay here, protect our princess, with the witches. She is the last of our royal bloodline, for our kind.”

His eyes moved to the girl between the witches and then back to Thomas, a gypsy princess here in a tiny little pack of hippy wolves. “Alpha Rafe and his Gamma are more than capable of dealing with Victor, I imagine.”

“Who are her parents?”

“Her mother died a little while back. The girl felt her sever from her, and now he’s here to claim the next in line. Excuse me son.” He headed off to have a quiet word with the witches.

“Sweet goddess, Conner, look at that.” Adam muttered and drew his attention, a hand gripping tightly on his arm, to a man running full tilt across the pack. He was covered in b***d and had a whole bunch of wolves trailing him. Most of them were also covered in b***d.

Conner could smell it from here, so much of it. His eyes widened as he saw a bunch of incoming wolves launch themselves at the man and just explode into red mist right before his very eyes. “What the f**k?” He uttered as he realised that man was Allen the Gamma of the Black Forest Pack. He didn’t even have to fight, it seemed anyone attacking him was just obliterated into a bloodied mist, the man didn’t even stop. Neither did those behind him, anything that didn’t explode into red mist was taken to by those following him.

Everything he’d been watching before was this man running through the battle area allowing enemy wolves to attack him at will, disposing of them in an instant. His eyes turned to those witches. They were focused on the girl, their Mate of no concern to them.

Oh, he got it. The man was charmed by them, protected by what he could only think to be some sort of b***d magic. Nothing and no one was allowed to hurt their mate, they had him well protected. His eyes moved to the ongoing battle. Enemy wolves were trying to avoid the man now, it seemed. They realised what was going on, shot away from him, which allowed others to take them down, the western battle seemed to be over, and their forces were headed to the eastern side, splitting themselves between the eastern and northern side fronts.

The fighting was everywhere, he could smell rogues all over the place, the sun was going down and the battle was still raging on to the north of them. Every wolf they had was on the front-line fighting Victor’s forces. He had brought more than enough to win this, it seemed. Everyone standing here, was holding the line to protect the young gypsy princess. The only ones not here were Alpha Thomas and his Unit. All other Alpha’s were standing around letting their men do the fighting, though the atmosphere was tense and they were all at the ready.

His head whipped round to the south as night completely fell, and wolves descended in mass into the pack, rushing for the packhouse. Their entire forces were on the northern side and what he saw coming right at them was at least a hundred wolves in wolf form. Atlas shifted him as did many others around him. He had no choice. Their forces were occupied else were further off in the woods, pushing the enemy forces back and away from the pack.

This man was clever, had likely sat back and waited it out letting them all think that was the main assault and now here he came while the majority of their defences were away and busy. They came from the completely opposite direction, and these wolves were not rogues, these were the real pack warriors.

He shot down the mind-link to his men to get their asses back here. They were being distracted, that the main attack was happening now. Coming from the south. To leave that battle and come to this one.

He knew they would be tired, but they were going to be needed. He watched as those wolves raced towards them, and had no choice but to get into the battle himself. Atlas launched himself at the oncoming wolves, his entire unit right there with him. Taking them on four to one, to dispatch them quickly and move on to the next. It was how they trained to work in unison. How all Alpha Units trained.

The battle was bloody and those witches he hoped were damn good at whatever they were doing. They were now alone inside the pack house, the princess’s only defence against the one coming for her. She wouldn’t be able to defend herself, wouldn’t even have her wolf yet.

It took a good 30 minutes before their back up arrived and they were all still fighting. Another wave of warriors were coming from the southern end, just as they thought they were winning, more enemies poured into the pack, and the fighting started all over again. Though these wolves smell different, a different pack from the last one.

Victor had brought allied packs with him. Conner didn’t even know if they had yet to fight any of Victor’s pack members, he hadn’t seen the man himself at all either. More wolves were pouring in now from the north, other Alpha’s had called for back-up and it had arrived.

His wolf’s attention was drawn to a red plume going up just to the left of him, and there was a wolf drenched in b***d. It looked right at him, snorted out a bunch of red b***d from its own nose and shook itself off, then just charged head long into the battle once more.

Atlas turned himself right back into the battle that was raging. He felt some of his men get severed from him and knew they had been killed. Not much he could do about it mid battle, would have to deal with it if he survive this.

The war just seemed to rage on for hours, wave after wave of men and then it all just stopped, a massive explosion stopped everyone dead in the middle of the fighting as the sky lit up. Atlas’s head lifted to see the packhouse blown to bits. His jaw clamped down on the neck it had hold of and ripped the throat out of his enemy and then just dropped the lifeless body, as the sky darkened once more, and wood started to rain down everywhere. Then, enemy wolves were in full retreat and bolting away, he stayed with his men. There was no need to go after them.

The glow around the packhouse lessened but the ground was still lit. He could see one wolf racing towards it, knew instinctively it was Allen, the witch’s Mate. Ran head long into that glowing half-destroyed building. Conner truly hoped his mates were alright.

Atlas shifted him back, it appeared whatever had happened had ended the battle. He looked around at the dead, hundreds of wolves, enemy and allied, unallied, all injured or dead around him. He didn’t even know himself how many men he had lost today.

Though he was certain his father would, he would have male and female wolves back in the pack in agony at the loss of their mates. They would have all felt them being severed and their Mark burned from their skins.

He turned to replace his unit bloody and wounded, much like he was himself. As were many around him, that glow of the packhouse was dying right down now. He heard a howl go up and it was long and sad. He knew it was the Luna, her mate was lost to her. The Alpha of the New Moon Pack had been killed, likely in his effort to save his women and children, his princess.

Sighed heavily, no wolf wanted to hear that, regardless of who you were, a lone Luna howl was always filled with sorrow, in a moment like this. Even Atlas huffed inside his mind, as Conner picked his way through the ground littered with the dead. “Adam check our warriors.” He called to him.

“Yes, Alpha,” He answered.

Conner made his way to the packhouse. It was dark now. The glow had subsided, he’d expected to see burning wood and smell ash, but nothing, it seems that explosion was of magical proportions. He walked into the packhouse along with the other Alphas to assess the damage. The roof was gone, as was the entire eastern side of the building, blown out by magical force by the look of it.

He found all the women and children fine, all in the western corner, the princess held in the Luna’s arms sobbing horrendously. The poor child knew this battle had raged because of her. They were her people. She was their last princess, and she knew it. So much death and destruction over one little wolfen girl that hadn’t even shifted yet. He could actually hear her pain and sorrow, her own heart break for the loss of those around her, who died to protect her.

His eyes moved to the witches. Two of them were knelt down by the third and she was in her Mates arms. He was talking softly to her, telling her she was amazing, he was so very proud of her, loved her.

Conner wondered if she was dying, had she used all she had to protect that one little girl. There was a soft golden glow coming from both the other witch’s hands, healing her, he thought. They didn’t look to be concerned, just knelt there chanting softly, likely didn’t need their Mate to heal her, but even Conner knew, his presence would help ease her pain. Watched her reach up and touch his face, a soft smile touched her lips and then her hand just fell away from him.

He was expecting to see the man roar in pain at the loss of his mate, but he didn’t. He just brushed his hand through her hair and continued to look down at her. Her sisters didn’t stop either, wasn’t dead, he realised, just rendered unconscious from the use of her full powers, he imagined. They all had to be tired. But yet they stood there and didn’t stop chanting to heal their sister.

He’d never really had anything to do with witches, never heard anything good about them, but right that minute he knew they were not all bad. These three had not only come of their own choosing but had protected that girl without even being asked to. Wondered just what type of witches they were, but triplets made them powerful witches indeed. Likely blessed by the goddess herself.

He found Alpha Rafe. “Is your Gamma’s mate okay?”

“Yes, unconscious is all.”

“Where is Alpha Thomas?” He murmured.

“I don’t know to be honest, was out there fighting with you.”

“There is not much left and without an Alpha to protect them,” Conner sighed.

“We need to wait for the sunrise, the full extent of the damage, it’s likely the Luna will accept sanctuary with one of us.”

Conner nodded “That princess,” he looked at the girl “…likely needs to go with you and your witches.”

“Agreed.” Rafe nodded and turned to see his Beta step up to him, he watched the two of them openly hug each other. That was a little weird. It was an overly long hug with what Conner could only discern as real affection, “Good to see you’re alright Jack.”

“A few war wounds, nothing Flare can’t heal.”

Saw them both looking at him and his curiosity, and both of them laughed. “We rule together.” Rafe told him.

“Oh, I’ve heard about dual reigning packs. Never met one though. How does that work?”

Jack clapped him right on the shoulder. “Drop by one day young man, we’ll have a chat and show you.”

“Where are you from?” Conner asked, they weren’t allied.

“Up north, I’ll send a mating ball invite. You never know you might replace your mate with us, we’re one of the largest around.”

“Hmm, the invite we’d accept.” He nodded “I’d better go hunt my men.”

“Good, the witches told me you’d make for a good alliance,” Jack told him.

Conner smiled, “Well, that will be up to my father. But I’ll let him know.”

“Hmm,” was all he got in return. Conner looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

“The witches said you, not your father.” And then he headed off to presumably check his own men, who had survived and who had died. Much the same as Conner was about to do now.

It was an interesting comment though. The witches had said him not his father. Perhaps they had seen something when checking him over. Who knew, shook it off and headed off to replace Adam and his unit. Tracked that tether to replace him.