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Embry's POV

I felt a base instinct. I'd been feeling it since my battle with Lycan. His son, my beta was calling to me. I could feel my control over him fading a bit more every day. He was my responsibility it. I made a promise to his father and I intended to keep it... besides, I could hardly let him go on a killing spree... knowing full well I could have stopped it.

None of those things made it any easier to leave Mike. He was still unconscious, somewhere between sleeping and not. I'd managed to call him to me, but the closest he got was to England. I had to leave Mike before I lost him I swore to Lycan I'd protect his son, and I intended to. I watched Mike from across the room. Themba was still sleeping but Adrian and Zuri were in here. Zuri refusing to leave his side the entire time. I stood up to leave. Adrian didn't move his eyes remained on Mike, watching him for any movement. I rolled back my shoulders trying to loosen up. I walked out of the room Themba was walking down the hall towards me.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"I've got things I have to take care of."

"We don't even know if Mike will survive."

"He'll survive." I said.

"We don't know that!" Themba yelled. In a flash of pain I felt it all. So this was what it was like to leave someone who needed you. I felt like I was betraying Mike, just like Leah betrayed me, when I was lying in a bed unconscious. For a brief moment I saw it was me on that bed... back at the Cullens. I stopped for a moment to give it one last thought. No, I'm doing this to protect people. Not to run away from my problems... I'll be back Mike, I swear it.

I made my way to the main hall of the Volturi, Felix, Santiago, Demetri, Caius, Marcus, and Aro were talking, they all stopped as I made my way in.

"How can we help you Embry?" Aro asked stopping all conversations.

"I'm leaving for a couple days, I'll return... If something happens to Mike in that time, I swear to whatever God there is I will destroy each and every one of you."

Adrian's POV

I watched as Mike's breathing had stabilized. He was sleeping now... it wasn't a normal sleep though, it was a deep sleep, one we didn't dare wake him up from. I had finally convinced Zuri to get some sleep even if she insisted she didn't need it. I assured her I'd get her the moment he woke up. It was the only way to get her to take care of herself. She felt responsible for him. Why should she feel responsible for him, she wasn't supposed to be his equal. Supposed to be? I knew that was my goal, to equal Mike in battle. A lofty goal, but I felt I could achieve it. One on one I might one day be able to stand against him but I could never keep up with him in battles of one on twenty. His speed, his power, everything seemed to rise to the occasion as if spurred on by the very need to succeed in impossible situations. Impossible is nothing. I thought to myself. I will beat you Mike, I swear it... but I owe you my life, and for that I will make sure I get the chance to beat you myself.

Santiago walked in and removed his robe. I turned my attention to him and stood up between him and Mike. Neither one of us said anything for a couple seconds. We both waited for the other to back down but it was more a courtesy than an actual belief.

"He is a threat to all of us Adrian... just let me do my job." I shook my head.

"No, he saved all of our lives, and I intend to let him live." I said.

"If he should decide to turn on us, who is to say we'll be able to stop him? This may be our only chance to kill him. It is too good to pass up." Santiago reasoned.

"He hasn't killed anyone who hasn't tried to kill people he's trying to protect. He's been a good guy from the start."

"So you want to gamble all our lives on the fact you think he's a "good guy?"

"I know it's a gamble but... I refuse to let him die for being strong enough to protect us." Santiago laughed.

"No... I'm going to kill him because he's not strong enough to protect himself." I dropped my robe and charged at him. He dropped to a knee as I went in for my first strike. His odd movement threw me off for a moment. He stepped forward placing a leg behind mine and wrapping an arm across my chest. I felt a quick sweep and a push and I was on the ground. His knuckles digging in to my chest.

"Give it up Adrian, you've grown, but you can't possibly beat me." I punched up at him. He rolled on the ground away from me I pulled my knees to my chest and kicked up to my feet. As I started to pull my head up I saw an unavoidable axe kick. I dropped my legs out from under me and covered my head bracing for the impact falling back to the ground. How the fuck did he do that? I had forgotten that Santiago's primary fighting style was Capoeira. It was seamlessly blended in to his now very efficient, unpredictable, and deadly fighting style. He danced almost randomly about, every time I stepped he stepped with me in a completely unpredictable fashion. Finally I just charged at him I wrapped my arms around him absorbing a kick to the face before slamming him in to the wall. I released him just enough to throw a punting kick with all the power I could muster launching him out of the room.

"That's enough Santiago." I heard Felix's voice as he walked in. I crouched in to a fighting stance.

"Congratulations Adrian... you passed your test."

Embry's POV

Am I abandoning Mike? I pushed the thought out of my head. I didn't have time to think about it. I had a very dangerous werewolf on my hands. If he was remotely as powerful as Lycan suggested I would be in for a hell of a fight. Part of me reveled in it. Lycan told me many things... if his son became part of my pack not only would I command him, but I would become stronger. He was very vague about it but I was interested. I wondered if it made me evil to want power. Power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely. I reminded myself.

I didn't need directions I felt his presence pulling him towards me, and me towards him... as if instinct... I followed my instinct to him, to my alpha, or my beta... depending on how this meeting went. No... I will not be his beta.

I heard a howl and followed the sound in to a dense forest. I saw a silhouette in the distance.. it stood upright for only a moment then back down to all fours. It was charging right at me. I got as ready as I could resisting the urge to shift. If I shift, he'll shift... if he shifts I can't control him... If I can't control him he'll kill innocence, he'll be hunted and killed... No... I can't shift. He ran like an animal, like it was more natural to be on his hands and feet than on just his feet. I could barely make out his facial features before he leaped for me. I caught the brunt of it and rolled through kicking him off me with his own momentum.

"I am your Alpha. Your father appointed me." He stared at me obviously understanding what I was saying but not responding.

"I command you, join me." He seemed amused by that notion. He didn't move an inch.

"So you killed my father... and you expect me to follow you?"

"Yes, that's the general idea. Your father made me alpha." This time he laughed darkly at me.

"My father could do a great many things. But name the next Alpha is not one of them."

"So I'm claiming my right as alpha of the world pack... and when I do... all shifters will obey me." He growled. He was just a boy... He was a hundred year old child. So am I. If I win this I'll have control over all shifters? Every shifter I've ever met, every one I never have... all of them I could bend to my will.

"If that was true why didn't your father command all of us?"

"He couldn't control all of them... he focused only on the lycans... his spawn."

"Like you?" I said. He shook his head furiously.

"Me? A common lycan? A common lycan can't do this." he said as claws grew out of his fingers. His father told me he was special...

"So I challenge for the command of all lycans, all shifters!" He howled at me.

"I claim Alpha!" I roared back at him. I charged at him throwing a kick as hard as I could. He grinned as he easily blocked my attack. His claws dug in to my chest. I suppressed a scream of pain. I felt air beneath my feet then I was flying through the air. I watched trying to protect myself I caught my arm on a branch landing on the ground. He blocked away my attack like it was nothing... I kicked as hard as I could... like it was nothing. He threw me ten yards... with one hand... I stared down at the gashes across my chest. I felt something odd for a moment then I clenched my body exerting my strength. I watched in astonishment as the gashes healed... on command.

"So that's what he gave you..." I looked up at the Lycan prince as I felt my body completely healed.

"What?" I asked.

"His dying... he gave you his ability to heal... too bad he didn't give you his strength or speed... You might have stood a chance against me." He charged me on all fours then pounced at me. I let my weight fall and missed his clawed hands by mere inches. He cut straight through a tree behind me.

"Fight me dog!" he growled after me. I rolled away from a strike. I'm not faster than him, I'm not stronger than him, what the hell am I supposed to do? I noticed a four inch wide branch that had a sharp edge from the lycan prince's attack. I grabbed it rolled it behind my back as he jumped at me again. I didn't want to kill him but I had little choice, if I didn't he'd take over the world, or be killed by it. Either way too many people would die. I stabbed the weapon in to his chest breaking it in half so it couldn't be pulled out. He backed away surprised having slight trouble with breathing. He fell back to his knees gasping for breath.

"How... Could... you?" he said gasping at his last breathes... then a smile spread across his face. He stabbed his fingers in to his chest and ripped the bloodied piece of wood out of his body, as he healed completely. He laughed as he made his way up to his feet, appearing to be completely unharmed. He seemed completely unhinged, the idea of being stabbed angered him more than hurt him. He bore his teeth roaring at me. I felt a pull, a base feeling to submit to him but I pushed it aside. Not now... never... I will never submit to your rule.

What little control he once had was completely gone.. he'd become a monster only fighting on instinct. He took sweeping strikes at me with his claws. I barely avoided them but I couldn't avoid his shoulder ramming in to my stomach. He lifted my body running me through a small tree. I need to stop him before he kills me. I thought to my self. I wrapped my arm around his throat putting him in a headlock before slamming my elbow in to his spine. It barely fazed him.

I kept attacking, hitting him as hard as I could. His arms started clawing in to my ribs. I screamed in agony but caught his right arm and pulled my arm to grab my other arm still holding him in a headlock. He clawed at me with his free left arm but I ignored the hot pain in the side of my body. He's not going down fast enough I might bleed out before he runs out of breath.

I dropped my weight and his body lowered for only a moment before he was ready to lift my weight. That's all I needed. I swung my legs up and pincered them right above his hips. I pressured as hard as I could. I could feel his strength fading with each slash at my ribs until he stopped attacking. I held on for five more seconds to make sure he was out.

I let go of him and stood up clenching my fists and making my body head. I might have stopped the bleeding but the pain sure as hell was still there. I took a couple steps back and waited for him to come to. When he did he understood exactly what had happened.

"Well alpha... what is your command?" the werewolf prince asked. I could immediately feel stronger, faster... everything Lycan had promised... I could feel power.

"Never kill humans." I said. I saw him snarl but he nodded.

"What should I eat then.. I'm sorry but deer just don't cut it for my kind." he snarled back at me.

"Vampires." I said. I stopped for a moment realizing I should have said it differently.

"No... I mean vampires who kill humans." the werewolf prince smiled.

"You should have said that the first time... you can't give me another Alpha command for another year." he said howling.

"You will not kill vampires who abstain from human blood." I commanded.

"I'll try... but I make no promises..." I stopped for a moment realizing I never learned his name.

"What's your name by the way."

"Name? I never had need of one before... The only person who knew me was father, and to him I was son." he said.

"You should pick a name." I said.

"A name holds little meaning to me, I don't care what I am called."

"Then your name will be Adam Call... my brother."

"It makes no difference to me master call me brother if you want and I'll call you slaver."

"I don't control your life." he laughed.

"That's where you're wrong... a werewolf pack isn't like a shifter pack... we can't live worlds apart. Where you go I will follow, it is the nature of a true pack." He said obviously holding our shifting pack in contempt.

"You must not come too close to Volterra... they will kill you." I said trying to keep the fear from my voice. I didn't like this wolf, but a base instinct kept me trying to protect him.

"Fine... I will hunt in a bordering country." he said snarling. He truly hated me I could feel it deep in him, but for now he'd obey and I'd keep my promise.

Adrian's POV

No one else would notice it because I was the only one in the room but I could hear it easily. Mike's breathing had changed. My eyes turned to him immediately. It was subtle movements at first, a twitch of a finger a tow moving under his blanket I silently made my way over to him and stood over him as I watched him slowly waking up. His eyes moved under his eyelids then they opened and I saw them... they weren't red, they weren't black, they weren't golden. His eyes were brown.

Oh hey there. No I'm not dead... but I might be how much school and my two jobs are getting at me. I'd say I'll update quicker but I don't know when I will I've wanted to write this chapter for weeks and just now am I getting to it. Thanks for your patience and loyalty. Remember to give high fives, knucks, rolls of twenty dollar bills and reviews. Catch you on the flip side.