"Let's go." Rhydian exhorted and nodded his head to the rest of the pack. Kincaid had offered them security and soon it'd all be over, they'll all be safe again. Right? Jana gave a small nod to Rhydian and the wolf rumbled in her stomach- she knew her father had returned. She was in no mood to forgive him for what he had said, done, knew. Jana loathed the idea, of leaving the thick stone walls for the wilderness where they could get caught any second by sweeny's troops who had decided going against Norway for this full moon. Then again who would refuse Norway on a private jet? Then again, who would refuse meeting her pack- ceri and gerwyn and of course Aran.

There was no doubt Jana was miffed when he left that glacial night to find his feral sister. She needed Aran the most- for she had turned into the gut wrenching heart rending morwal that nearly destroyed them all the next morning after he left. Her wolf and human had been in denial of everything but this time, Jana wasn't too sure. This time, energy pulsed through her elasticated veins and the blistering fire raged in her dampened heart- she was going to see Aran again. Her Aran.

Aran paced up and down, standing straight at the top of the dirt plastered hill- waiting impatiently for his alpha. His muscles twitched and his feet ached of the shuffling that he constantly did, his wolf wanting to crackle in a million thunder bolts. His eyes glowered butterscotch with a green tinge and the wind lapped up his skin. Alric watched him concerningly a few feet away wondering what had gotten into the lad and Aran hurriedly and reluctantly let his darkened scattered veins fade away and his eyes morph back into his human ones- even then they flickered like burning coals. Aran couldn't help but picture Janas flawless facade and how she may have changed in the past month of his absence. Aran silently growled in the back of his dry throat- a month was too long to bare. Eventually, the sweet waft of wolfblood fill his nostrils, Ceri and the rest if the abandoned pack had sad smiles on their faces, plastered to their cheek bones like the end was coming. Aran exhaled deeply- whether it is a good or bad end, all he knew that he needed his alpha more than anything, more than anyone would ever know- especially not Jana herself. The faded silhouettes grew stronger and Aran breathed steadily, he lunged forwards as he recognised Jana, his heart pounced a few songs and his sight could just make out a sweet smile placed on her lips. They edged closer and Aran forgot where he was and who he was with. He was captivated by the sixteen year old standing in front of him. Instinctually Aran gradually knelt on one knee, he remained there like his ribs had crushed and he could no longer breathe or stand. He had submitted so many times but this time disappointment glowered in his eyes, he had failed the pack and Jana. He had failed his Jana.

"I failed you." Arans voice was gravel pitched and huskier than usual. Sadness echoed through the words and Aran teamed there- expressing his defeat, authority, loyalty- love? With each second breaking the tension. His lowered head looked up for his eyes to be transfixed onto Jana's cerulean ones. Heat rises to his hands and he reined in the wolf.

" It doesn't matter, it's just really good to see you again."

Quickly yet slowly, Aran stood up. He didn't want to look put of control yet he could hardly control his excitement. He stepped closer gazing down upon her smooth face. he never realised how tall he actually was, how much authority height can make. Jana's smile widened slightly and they shuffled closer. Without permission Aran pulled her into a hug, he no longer cared about the rules or traditions. Last time he met he had left her, he didn't want to leave her side again. He just embraced the deep affections for his alpha and enveloped her in his sturdy arms for what seemed a life time. Was it deep affections? He always would help the girl, to protect and honour her dignity but was it something more? Has he found his alpha. Aran noticed from the corner of his eye, the rest of the lone wolves behind him, stating at them. He squeezed her tighter and broke apart. They hardly separated, he just placed his hands on her hips and smiled at her, watching careless strands of crimson hair flutter in her angular face. He didn't want to let her go, he couldn't- he had missed so much of her life, a month was too much to bare- he couldn't depart from her again right? This time Aran let go and allowed for Alric to barge towards the girl, still close to her but far away to not cause too much suspicion. Jana dodged Alrics attempts of any hug, pushing the hurting wolfblood away forcefully. Aran held his head high, he didn't intervene and he really didn't want to. He didn't want to go against his former alpha or his alpha...

"Jana? You've been living with Ceri as a family, have you?" Alrics voice sounded more gentle and more welsh, his acerbic voice had faded and now he sounded like a beta wolf- found a part if him he never knew he had.

Jana didn't buy his bittersweet arrogance though, her face remained cold and her agony was replenished with yet more anger. She glanced towards ceri and smiled slightly. " She's always been there for me."

"Jana's a good leader, a strong alpha." Ceri smoothly uttered. Aran smirked a little, exhaling and inhaling naturally, Alric sniffed disapprovingly catching everyone's attention. Jana waited for the disappointment and dronings on about how to live your life as a wolfblood lecture. It was the same old same old for the girl- for everyone.

"She was weak. You don't send Aran out to find Meinir, you go yourself."

Jana snarled within, she looked over at Aran who gave her an emotionless glare and she felt everything erupt from within. Her emotions crackled and soared through her veins, it was her time.

"You don't get to tell me what I should or shouldn't do any more."

"You're right, Still has the fight."

"I don't need your approval, either.

I'm here for them, not you." Jana hissed, her deadening glare shook her father slightly and he bowed his head a little, and stepped backwards in defeat. Rhydian looked up from his phone, he had just read the messages and he grinned a little.

"Help is on the way, Alex Kincaid. He's going to meet us says he can keep us safe, and clear your name." Rhydian declared, he walked away from the occult tree he was leaning on and looked at his own father. Gerwyn had a profound expression glued to his face as his eyes were fixed on his son adoringly.

"Alex Kincaid wants to help me? - "

"Is he Wolfblood?" Alric interjected.

" No, he's head of research and development at Segolia." Thy foam explained. The ambiance grew dangerously serious and everyone gathered closer to Rhydian.

"I thought they were our enemies?" aran exclaimed.

"It's complicated."

"Why should we trust this man?" alric demanded, Rhydian kept jos jaw locked, tired of thr unknown questions.

"We have no choice." Jana sharply stated.

"There's always a choice! We could stand and fight! Can we stop this?" Alric boomed, crows fluttered away from the looming trees, the wolfbloods didn't know what to say- all they knew is they had to cling onto any hope they were given human or not. Aran observed the scene but he lost his train if thought, the carriage of memories had separated and now all he could think of is the trust his has for the girl. Jana can be vulnerable but Aran trusted Jana with his life, she always got them put of the mess. Aran sighed, yet again it was all about Jana.

" If Rhydian and Jana say we can trust him, then we can trust him."ceri exhorted. The pack grew somber and they took this opportunity to trudge further into the wilderness bear old Celtic cross.

"I see your father is being a pitiful fool as always." Aran called, Jana stopped her tracks and waited for the feral wolfblood to walk beside her, they began again feeling not so alone as branches crunched beneath their feet like slender bones. The pack were far behind them as they marched quicker, Aran brushing against Jana every now and again. Jana look down with an troubled expression, her eyes seemed hollow and there was no sign of the wolf. Aran couldn't feet her wolfs presence.

"Something like that."

"You don't have to repent his sins for him." Aran's voice was silk, nestling all over the female and giving her the security she thrived for.

"I know but after everything is it our faults?"

"You know Alric and meinir, they'll keep trying until accomplished and success is given to every single wolfblood."

"Is that fair? What have we ever done to have this put on us?"

"No. They made the decision not us. All we can be is true to ourselves." Aran halted at the same time as Jana and the looked ahead- suddenly the end didn't look so appealing. Aran turned to face his alpha, he wanted to howl and cry for her. He needed to take away her pain for he would never cope if she is in pain. How could he?

"What is being true Aran? I don't know anymore." Jana whimpered. Aran glared at her flawless facade, captivated by her ad they met eye contact attempting to send each other a wolf code. He breathed heavily, feeling the weight of both worlds push down on him and all second thoughts faded. Aran gingerly placed a kiss on her temple, it was short but the tingling lingered on her face for some time. Aran didn't do it the human way, but the wolfblood way, Jana grinned bashfully- their way.

Aran smiles slightly, his strong teeth stretching like the sky's clouds and his was lifted to the ninth one. He shuffled forwards closing the space except a few centimetres, their heartbeats thumped away into the green tinged sunsets, interlocking capillaries and singing thumps of joy. This time when Aran spoke, his voice was oiled and bold- a rich smooth voice came out and his wolf made him much more confident.

"I think you know don't you?"