Chapter 4

Running wild

"Huh? Uugh. Baby?" Lena woke groggily to two overwhelmed senses. First there was the incessant ringing, and second, the delightful raw sore sensation combined with the feeling of Kara's seed still leaking down her thigh.

"What?" Kara growled, pulling a pillow over her exposed ear to silence the noise in attempts to return to sleep."

"That's your phone." Lena whined, pushing Kara's shoulder in an attempt to rouse Kara.

"Uugh, voicemail was invented for a reason."

"So were silent and vibrate! But someone chose to leave her damn phone on!"

Kara groaned angrily.

"Get your damn phone lil Ms. Alpha."

Kara rolled over with a protesting bellow, grabbing the phone illuminating the dark. "Who the hell calls at… Two fucking am!" She checked the glowing red alarm clock's blocky digits.

"Who the hell forgets to turn on do not disturb before they knot their omega?" Lena threw a pillow at Kara playfully.

"Fucking Christ. It's Emma."

"Emma?"

"Emma Lord." Kara answered, trying to parse any positive reason as to why the wolf would be calling so late.

"Max's mate?"

"Yeah."

"Well, he was acting weird, and starting fights." Lena sat up, the thought of her pack member in trouble rousing her wolf's protective instincts.

Kara rose one hand to signify to Lena to quiet down as she slid the accept button across the screen. "Someone better be dying!"

"Kara! It's Maxwell!" Barking and banging overwhelmed the background almost drowning out Emma's distraught voice.

"Yes, and?" Kara was overly nonchalant in response to Emma's desperate tone teetering towards truly terrified.

"Kara!"

"What?" Kara growled impatient.

"Kara something is really wrong, he attacked me. Kara, I'm hurt real bad." Emma's exasperated voice shown through how much pain she was in.

"What happened! Where is he!" Kara was already on her feet and finding clothes.

"Kara." Lena slipped out from under the covers, concern growing.

"Maxwell hurt-"

"I heard." Lena stood, fighting her shaky legs for control.

"Kara, he's hurt too."

"Good, glad you got a good swing in on him!" Kara huffed, wrestling with her pants, completely forgoing the idea of panties.

"It isn't like that Kara."

"What's it like then."

"Something was wrong! I tried to tell Alex that it wasn't him when he was picking fights last week!"

"Not like he's shied away from them in the past." Kara's growing rage was certainly not quelled or discouraged by the memories she still harbored of being chained up in a basement by the Benedict of a wolf.

"Kara please! I… I think he's gone feral."

"Did she just say!?" Lena's head shot up.

Kara raised her hand, requesting just a moment to process of her mate. "Are you sure?" The alpha dropped her tone, the weight of the situation hitting her harder than she could ever have expected.

"When I came home from work he was growling at himself in the mirror, and then all of a sudden he was attacking his reflection. He thought it was another wolf in his home. He couldn't recognize himself. I tried to stop him! Calm him!"

"And that's when he struck you?"

"Pretty bad, yeah. I locked him up in the bathroom, but I also locked myself out of any first aid." Emma paused. "Kara I'm sorry! I didn't know what to do! I can't go to the hospital because I can't leave him alone what if he gets out!"

"No, no, you did the right thing calling me. I'm your alpha. If you need help you can always come to Sam and I. Even Lena or Alex, I know they haven't been wolves long, but they are the omegas. The four of us are here for you. We won't let our pack members remain in danger."

"What do I do Kara!" Emma grunted painfully, lifting her hand to reveal a deep gash healing, but taking its damn time in doing so.

"Keep pressure on it, Lena and I will be there soon."

"And about Maxwell?"

Kara had no easy response. She knew exactly what Emma was looking for, the reassurance she needed that this call for help truly was no mistake. But Kara couldn't give it to her, not yet, certainly not before she had a chance to see what had become of Maxwell with her own eyes. "Have you called Sam or Alex?"

"No, I was going to call them next. Kara… please. Please."

"I will call Sam in a moment, you just focus on stemming the bleeding."

"Kara!" Emma screamed into the phone, and then sobbed in agony, her body striking back at her for the strenuous action.

"I can't tell you what you want to hear right now… but you did right by calling me."

Emma strained, coughing painfully. "Please! What if it was Lena."

Kara glanced back to her mate, who was remaining patient and quiet, now completely dressed and ready to go. "We will be there soon."

"Just please-" Kara hung up the phone before the wolf's pleading could cloud her judgment.

"Kara." Lena offered a coat.

"Thank you." Kara took it with a strained smile.

"He went feral?"

"I hope not." Kara threw on the coat, opening the door for Lena.

"And if he is?"

"Then some rules the wolves have held for centuries are rules for a reason."

"Kara… you don't mean."

"I mean I'll do what I need to protect my pack." Kara stomped down the stairs, frustrated at Lena holding her up.

"Would it have been protecting the pack if months ago you had gone feral and Maxwell had hunted you down and killed you?" Lena protested, following angrily behind.

"I! Yes Lena. In his own twisted way, if that was what he had done it really would have been for the protection of the pack." Kara had a hard time forcing herself to say something so horrible, but it came out nonetheless.

"Kara!"

"Lena." Kara huffed back, making her way out the back door.

"You can't be serious."

"This issue is never anything but serious!"

"You are talking about killing one of your own! In cold blood!"

"I still have scars from when he chained me up Lena."

"Kara! At best that is tepid blood, and you are no killer!"

"I am what my pack needs of me! I am officially the alpha Lena! That means dealing with this is my duty!" Kara huffed, opening the car door. "Now are you coming with or not?"

"I'm coming with! But only to remind you that this is beyond a mistake Kara!"

"Then get in the damn car already!"

Lena rolled her eyes and slipping in before Kara took off without her. "Kara."

"I need to call Sam. She and Alex need to know about what is going on."

"Speakerphone please." Lena requested astutely.

"I!"

"No, that is the deal, if you are pulling out of here with the intent of killing a member of OUR pack! Then you need to allow me to weigh in on this conversation." Lena paused. "I do have a place in it as the omega, do I not?"

"Fine, here, you dial. I drive." Kara passed off her phone.

Lena took little time to find the correct contact, and the ring tone came not much longer after that.

"Kara, if you woke my omega I swear to God I will-" Sam's voice growled through the phone.

"Oh my god, you alphas and your willingness to kill!" Lena snapped.

"Baby?" Alex's soft voice murmured in the distance.

"Lena you are-"

"Sam not the time." Kara snarled.

"What's going on?" Alex wiped the crust from her eyes, the glowing phone screen making sleep harder and harder, especially when combined with her alpha's suddenly so tense odor.

"Go back to bed love, it's just Kara."

"No, Alex needs to hear this! Her opinion matters too!" Lena interjected.

"I heard that." Alex Winced in pain as she tried to sit up despite the protest of her sore body.

"Lena! You're on thin ice!"

"Put it on speaker." Lena demanded.

Kara shot a look to her mate.

"She deserves a say." Lena dug in.

"Put it on speaker love." Alex moved to her alpha's side on their bed.

"You need to be resting." Sam's exasperated face shown her defeat.

"What is it Lena?"

"I'm here too thanks." Kara rolled her eyes, frustrated and feeling ignored.

"What is so important that you had to wake me and my omega?"

"Kara wants to kill a pack member." Lena blurted out trying to get ahead of Kara making any swaying arguments towards allowing her to do something Lena was certain the alpha would regret.

"Who!" Alex refused to believe that could be her sister.

"Why." Sam approached much more diplomatic about the whole situation, willing to reserve judgment until after she had heard her fellow alpha's reasoning.

"He hurt Emma, and she says he's gone feral." Kara answered cold.

Sam shot a concerned look to Alex, attempting to read her reactions.

The omega was still trying to crawl closer on the bed, clearly, both exhausted and still processing the news and what it may mean. She blinked her weary eyes slowly, struggling to stay focused. "I…" her voice cracked under the weight of her brain failing to process the new information in its sleep encumbered state.

"Alex are you ok?" Kara would always be able to recognize the sound of her sister in distress.

"Alex." Sam could see somehow more strain falling down around her mate.

"Yeah just… tired." Alex shrugged off, slumping down next to her mate.

"Baby? Baby do you need to sleep?" Sam patted her on the back.

"Come on this is important!" Lena complained.

"Shh. Shh. Shh. Sleep love." Sam took the phone off speaker as she leaned over to kiss Alex's cheek.

"-ore… f… us-" Alex whimpered out, her eyes slipping closed.

"Did she just fall asleep!" Lena shrilled onto the phone.

"Yes." Sam sighed with more relief than she probably should have had for her mate passing out while whimpering little nothings. But Sam couldn't quite the corner of her wolf who delighted in knowing her omega was getting rest and wouldn't be stressed any more for the night.

"Then wake her back up already! This is important!" Lena demanded, earning a glare from her mate.

"Alex has been through enough. Let my sister rest for one damn night."

"Thank you Kara." Sam's hushed tone was appreciative yet apprehensive.

"Fine then. But Sam! You can't be for this!"

"Yes. She can be. She is just as much the alpha of our pack as I am, and I'm certain she understands the stakes."

"I understand the stakes." Sam confirmed.

"Good. So you wanna meet us there or should I pick you up?"

"I'm not leaving my omega tonight Kara. The pack may come first, but Alex is part of the pack. And once we come to a decision, I trust you with handling Emma and Maxwell. Because, I need to be able to stay and take care of my mate."

"How is she doing?" Lena cut off Kara with the inquiry before the alpha could speak, catching an angry look in Kara's eyes and knowing she was about to jump to argue at the idea of 'once we come to a decision

"In a lot of ways things were much worse than we knew, but I think things are going to start getting better really soon." Sam answered hushed, doing her best to retain some privacy for her omega as she stroked through Alex's hair, hoping to soothe her sleep. "My good girl." She whispered away from the phone, clinging to the serene face Alex held in some soothing sleep.

"What do you mean things were worse than we knew! You saw her fucking arm!" Kara snarled, her anger catching the best of her as her foot leadened.

"Slow down love." Lena's arm pulled at Kara's arm.

"WHAT do you mean WORSE?"

"Kara!"

"She is ok now, and getting better, that is what matters." Sam answered, still stroking short silky locks.

"Well, that is good." Lena tried to cheer. The car sped faster nonetheless.

"Answer NOW!" Kara barked, fury growing.

"MY omega needs her privacy!"

"She is MY sister!"

"Kara." Lena shushed, pulling at her alpha's arm again, but gentler this time, now actually growing afraid Kara may lose control of the car as the speedometer crossed seventy even as Kara wove in and out of sparse nighttime traffic.

"She is MY sister!" Kara repeated.

"Yes and she will surely tell you when she is ready, but for now I don't want to share my mate's secrets."

Eighty came and went, traffic thickening.

"KARA!" Lena screamed as the alpha narrowly avoided clipping another driver's brake lights.

The horns whizzed passed as Kara nearly killed several drivers including Lena and herself.

"Kara stop it! Kara stop it! I'm scared! YOU are scaring me! Please!" Lena tensed, grabbing at the passenger door and Kara's arm.

The tires screeched as Kara stomped on the break. The alpha panted, gripping at the steering wheel like she might tear it off at any moment.

"You calmed down now?" Sam checked condescendingly.

Kara shot the indignant glare she wished to deliver to Sam instead to Lena.

"Yes, yes she has."

"So. What? Were you just planning to kill him? Put him down like a dog?"

"It's what we do! What we've ALWAYS done!"

"Kara." Lena sighed shamefully.

"And we became alphas of this pack to change that exact mentality! That we should do something just because it is the way that things have been done in the past." Sam spoke out just nearing loud enough to wake Alex.

"This was done for a good reason! You know that!" Kara remembered that there was a wolf potentially bleeding out, and she resumed driving.

"I'm not saying it wasn't, and I'm not saying it is empirically the wrong choice."

"Sam!"

"Lena you've made your vote very damn clear." Sam lashed back with a growl.

"Then what are you saying exactly?" Kara poked.

"I'm saying that even if your conclusion is right, and that is a big if! It is for all the wrong reasons. But most of all, that murder? Murder is a hell of a thing to do just because of tradition, and I'm afraid you are letting your history with Maxwell cloud your judgment."

"Thank you!" Lena rejoiced.

"So? What's your vote then?" Kara pressed.

"Honestly?"

"Of course." Kara answered before Lena could.

"Even if I believe your logic is flawed? I don't think I can disagree with your conclusion. If, and only if he is truly feral, all reason lost, no man left in him? I don't see what else we can do. What? Just keep him chained up in silver so he can't hurt anyone?"

"So you would just kill a man because you don't understand what else to do with him?"

"Lena, do you understand what happens to a feral wolf?"

"I! Uugh, well."

"No, she doesn't." Kara answered for her mate.

"What does it even matter! This is a man's life we are talking about."

"You are right." Sam agreed. " It is. And that is why I wouldn't kill him no matter how bad it is."

"What?" Kara's left eyebrow shot up inquisitive.

"Maxwell can be an ass, But I could never bring myself to do that ever. He is a member of our pack, feral or not. It doesn't matter what I think is right or wrong at the end of the day if I can't bring myself to follow through on it."

"Well, you don't have to. I can." Something in Lena died at those words, nothing large, nothing of overly imperative significance, but watching her alpha commit to cold-blooded murder for nothing more than not knowing what else to do with the wolf; it killed a part of Lena, some shard of innocence which could never be retrieved.

"There is no shame in not being able to do this Kara."

"I know Sam."

"Are you doing this for the right reasons?"

"Yes."

Lena shook her head and pulled at the alpha's arm, hoping to do anything that she could in a desperate attempt to sway her mate.

"Then it's up to you isn't it?"

"Yes, it is." The other alpha agreed.

"Good luck, there is no shame in changing your mind either. There is more than one type of strength." Sam offered once more.

"Goodnight Sam."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight"

End of Chapter 4

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