A/N: Please don't tell me you thought I was going to make this EASY on him did you? Enjoy.

Chapter 11: The howls of war

We ran into the valley where the battle was taking place and what we saw was sheer chaos. Two battle lines were formed up and engaging each other with aggression I had not seen in months.

To the right of us were the united packs with all of their warriors in the front of their armies holding the line and behind them were omegas carrying the wounded out the of the fight to see to their wounds. That got me thinking and I turned to Dante and said "Dante get with the other omegas and see to the wounded; they'll need your expertise down there." I told him gravely.

"I'm on it!" he said and ran to the back of the united packs battle line.

"We'll have to help the left wing first; I think I can see Malcolm and Drake down there." Barge said pointing to two shadowy figures moving slightly ahead of the battle line taking down enemies left and right, though most of them were just in the way of their real targets who were the enemy officers, then they would move back into the battle line to wait for their next target to appear. It helped to have shadow wolves backing you up.

"I'd say your right, and I can see Coal in the middle of the battle line as well." I replied seeing Coal rallying his group of wolves and seemed to be everywhere there was trouble in the line. He didn't need help. But I was still looking for two other wolves- Eva and Calin.

"Where on earth is Eva and Calin?" I asked starting to panic that they were hurt-or worse but I pushed the thought to the back of my mind- I needed to stay calm. A warrior that panics is a dead warrior, a saying that my father had rammed into me during my training as a warrior.

"There!" I heard Barge yell out and pointing to a section of the line that had been cut off from the others. And in the front fighting tooth and claw were Calin and Eva trying to keep the enemy back alongside their troops- and they were losing.

"We'll never get there in time." I heard Alex say, despair drenching her voice.

I looked around desperately for something that could help…and then I saw it. It was a hollowed out log on the ground and as I saw it I remembered the time of my first few days in the western pack.

"Barge, help me move this to the edge of the valley! We can use it to ride down to them… and cause a little mayhem in the meantime!" I said with a crooked smile on my face, moving to the log. Both Kenny and Sear'a understood what I had in mind, Barge, Sabrina, and Alex just went along with it because it could work.

Once me and Barge got it into place we all got into it with me in front and I yelled out "Is everyone ready?!" and I heard all of them yell out yes but I also heard Alex say "But you going to get us killed! Now I know why my sister loves you, it's because you are insane as all heck!" and that just me to laugh. "Maybe! Alright on the count of three we go!" I yelled.

And on three we slid into the jaws of death.

(Dante's P.O.V)

I ran to the back of the battle line to link up with the other omegas and give them my services. Whereas many may have been mad that they had to stay out of the fight, omegas here worked to keep soldiers alive- not get themselves killed as well. I knew how to fight of course but it was nowhere near the skill of an omicron or other rank. I was trained to get a wolf out of the fight, patch them up, and then get them right back into it.

So if you will I was happy when Robert told me to help out here, than to fight off a hundred enemies trying to snap my neck. Once I informed the omega leader- a sir Falco- that I was an omega and reporting for duty, he told me where I was needed and what I was to do.

My orders were simple and precise- Keep going up and down the battle line looking for down and injured wolves and bring them back here to be seen after and to be seen if they can keep fighting or are out of the fight for now…or are out of it permanently.

I was dragging a wolf out of the fight that had numerous wounds on his chest and forelegs and was unconscious as well. Luckily he woke up and with my help was capable of walking the rest of the way, where I was capable of treating to his wounds. Thankfully none of them were life threatening and I was glad to tell him so.

"Your wounds will heal and they aren't life threatening either. However it's best you stay out of the fight. You did lose a lot of blood… speaking of which eat this, it'll help build up your strength." I told him pushing a squirrel over to him, which he took gratefully eating it ravenously. "Thanks, ah…never got your name." he said with a smile. "The names Dante." I told the wolf.

He started at that and looked at me with a new respect, "Your Dante? As in the wolf that got the wolves on patrol near Grage's ridge out of there when they were ambushed? That Dante?" he said with something coming onto the edge of awe in his voice.

"Yes." I told him, remembering how it was there that this whole war started, I had been on patrol with five other wolves near where what is now known as Grage's ridge, named after, of course, Grage where Robert clawed his heart out.

"What about it?" I asked him curious as to why it was so important to him, is all I had done was get a heavily injured wolf out there- albeit it was while another wolf was trying to claw my back side off- and to fight another day.

"You saved my brother, he told me about you. Listen if you ever need someone to back you up call on me. The names Jacob by the way." He said holding out his paw to shake.

I smiled and shook the proffered paw and said "Thank you, but for now I got a few other wolves to look after." I told him moving off to another patient. However just as I left Jacob out of ear shot distance a voice that I didn't expect came from right behind me and said "Always accept an offer of friendship…so long as it isn't from those like those lot of Harrkorians."

I turned quickly and found myself face to face with my old master Jor. I couldn't help having the grin that I had been hiding show and then I said "It's always good to see you around master Jor." I said bowing my head slightly.

Master Jor was a pure, snow white wolf like me. He was also one of the biggest wolves around and one of the strongest though he was a medic to the core. But the most noticeable thing about him was his eyes- his left eye was a luminous ice blue that seemed to glow with serenity. While his right eye was a deep crimson red that seemed to be filled with blood.

I had always wondered about that eye, it matched with what my eye color was, or close to anyway, since his was a deep crimson red, while mine was a ruby red. "Well if I didn't accept his friendship it would have been a little evil wouldn't it?" I said with a wry grin.

He laughed at that- a loud booming sound that would have been heard over a gale.

"Indeed it would have been, but Dante, I did not come here for idle chit chat- I need to talk to you the moment the battle has been decided." He told me looking uncomfortable.

I couldn't understand why though, because it took a lot to get him to look this uncomfortable. The last time he had looked this uncomfortable was when I had told him everything about the wolf I had called my father and of my suspicion of him being my mother's murderer. When I had voiced it to him that day he had agreed with me that wolf could've done that very thing. But he had said it with a anger and familiarity in his voice that when I had asked if he had known my father he had acted evasively.

But my thoughts were interrupted from a wolf yelling "Hey we need an omega over here quick!" and I looked over to see an alpha putting an omicron on the ground and I ran over saying "I'll take it from here.", the alpha nodded and raced back to the battle line.

I looked back briefly but felt a stab of disappointment to see Jor gone and I turned my attention back to my tasks seeing new arrivals either being carried in or limping in. This is going to be a long day. I thought. Though I heard a wolf say "Did you see that log hit those Harrkorians? They didn't see that coming I tell ya!"

What the hell are they talking about? But I went back to work.

(Eva's P.O.V)

The wolf backed away from me gurgling blood from the massive wound in her neck and then I spun to my left and bit a wolf across his muzzle whole running my claws along his shoulder. I threw my quarry away, out of the coroner of my eye I saw Calin take down two wolves with quick strikes to their necks.

"A lot of them aren't there?" he breathed heavily out at me. Is all I could do was growl. That bastard Roland! He knew that our section would be the most vulnerable to attack and that we would need more wolves to on our end! But no, he has to protect his hide so badly that he has the bulk of our forces with him! Meanwhile I doubt he's even in this fight! The coward! I raged in my head when I realized that the fighting had lulled all of a sudden on our section.

Then I saw why.

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" I whispered to Calin. "Yep, it's him…Malak!" he responded with a rage filled whisper. I could feel the remainder of our forces pressing behind us ready to back us up when the fighting started again.

Malak came forward along the cracked ground with an evil smile on his face. I hadn't seen him since the day I had fallen off that ridge. He still had the flesh torn from his ear and his coat looked more Harrkorian than anything else- unkempt, dirty, and smelly to. I thought as once more the scent of Harrkorians wafted towards me making me wrinkle my nose in disgust. But the one feature about him was his back- five long scars ran down from the base of his neck to the base of his tail.

"Let me guess, a reminder from the leader that you murdered to get to where you are now?" I asked sarcastically expecting him to be mad. That did only to make his smile grow, and in his eyes I could see he wanted to kill me- good an angry enemy was an easy enemy.

But is all he did was throw his head back and laugh- a manacle laugh that could only belong to that of an insane wolf.

"Great Lupus, he sounds like he's gone completely insane!" a wolf next to me said under his breath.

He then said still chuckling, "Oh no Eva there you're wrong, I got these scars from your little boyfriend!" he yelled suddenly mad.

"And I'm going to get my revenge on him by the only way possible since I can't find him…By killing you!" and with that he raised his paw and we all braced for the onslaught of enemies. It would have been a massacre. When suddenly a wolf yelled out "Incoming, bitches!" it sounded like Barge. And then suddenly a log crashed into the Harrkorians crushing, smashing, wolves like ninepins, just barely missing Malak by an inch! And five wolves jumped out right behind him. One of them that I saw had a scar over his eye, and my heart leapt as I realized it was Robert!

As for the other Harrkorians they were they were backing slowly at first until they were running full out screaming "They have flying wolves! Run!"

My own troops were confused most of them believing that they were about to die but were going to take as many Harrkorians as possible. And not the tables were turned with Malak surrounded instead.

"You know Malak; you just did three things that really get me mad. One: you started a war that was completely needless. Two: you threatened my friends. And Third: you threatened the love of my life- again. And for that you're going to die." Robert said with a smile, but it didn't reach his eyes.

I couldn't help but feel a giant smile on my face when said I was the love of his life. Because that meant he still loved me and Alex's parting words were wrong when they went to go get him. And as I looked closely I could see my sister, and two other wolves I didn't recognize, along with Barge and Sabrina.

"So you're going to fight me with all of your friends helping you then Robert? Ha! And you call me a coward!" Malak said with a slight tremor in his taunting tone of voice.

Robert didn't respond but came over to me- making a wide birth of Malak and keeping a close eye on him- and stopped right in front of me staring me in the eyes.

And what I saw were the eyes of a wolf that has suffered the greatest of pain and torture and has finally found the very thing that could cure it. He then quickly kissed me and then whispered into my ear. "I love you." He said his voice choked with emotion. I whispered back "I love you too." staring into his eyes only seeing love there.

"Can you promise me something Eva?" he asked me and I replied "Of course."

"Keep both his and your wolves off both me and him because I'm going to fight him one on one." He whispered to me.

At that I was a little bit unwilling to but as I looked further into his eyes I could see he was holding back his hatred for this wolf and I realized that he was doing and asking me this so that no one else would get hurt and so Malak couldn't cheat.

"Alright, I promise…so long as you promise me you'll be careful." I said back to him.

He grinned and said "I promise." And then he turned and approached Malak, while I had Calin- who had heard our conversation- repeat the orders to the troops behind us.

"No Malak…I'm going to fight you one on one." Robert said in a deceptively calm voice.

At which point Malak also began moving forward while the two of them began to circle each other.

"You're going to lose then Robert!" Malak said with a confident smile. Robert held his grin and said "We'll see."

And with that they lunged at each other. The fight was on!