I stood next to my brother, our father's and the pack warriors as we looked up at the old abandoned warehouse.

Its walls were old with the paint chipping away with moss growing within the cracks. There were holes everywhere with tree branches ticking out through them, the wood worn and rotten.

Everyone knew of this area, this place. It was used centuries ago as a building for torture during the Great Vampire vs Human war. Many Vampires at the time were lured to the warehouse and tortured by the humans for information about the whereabouts of their covens and clans.

It had been a vicious war that had went on for many years with vampires being forced into hiding.

It felt like a stab to the chest for Matt and I, although neither of us were alive during the war as Vampires it still gave me a pang in my heart knowing our baby boy was stuck in there.

I could feel the pain coming off of my brother and father's as I looked over at them. My father's faces were of stone with their eyes burning red anger, the memories of the war were swimming in their minds. They themselves wouldn't have been alive either when it happened but no doubt our grandparents would've told them all about it.

Matt looked the same as our dad's, his face held so much fury and anger but I could feel the emotional pain through our bond. The thought of Xander being taken here was messing with us and as if we weren't already angry enough as it was, these Rogues were gonna suffer a bloodbath.

Are you both okay? Our father Idris asked through our family link.

Not really but we're hanging on, what about you and Papa?

Same as you guys. I swear when I get my hands on these bastards there gonna regret taking my son in law.

Matt and I's hearts swelled, the love dad and papa had developed for Xander made us so overwhelmingly happy. Seeing the three of them bond and spend time together was what we always dreamed about, it made us the happiest mates in the world.

Even Xander had grown to love Bonding with our father's, he adored their hugs and loved doing paper work with them in their office. It was the little things that made them all the more sweet.

A rustle to my left stole our attention as a rogue in his wolf form suddenly emerged from behind the warehouse, his eyes wild with his teeth bared snarling at us.

His fure was all noted and dirty with the smell of old blood coming off of him. As I focused in on the blood I realised it smelt of honeycomb, Xander's scent.

I saw red.

He howled loudly into the sky signalling his other pack members. We knew in only a matter of minutes that we would be surrounded by Rogues so one of our packs warriors decided to act quickly.

He called through the link for us to get into positions, our eyes trained on every crack and crevice a rogue could be hiding.

Then out of nowhere we heard a scream from behind us, we turned to see a rogue latched onto the neck of one of our pack members. A warrior quickly jumped in and tore the rogue off of him, snapping his neck.

With that it began, Rogues jumped out from all angles to attack. Some in their wolf forms and others in human form.

They fought a good fight but they were not strong enough to take down two of the most powerful packs within the supernatural world.

Matt and I fought together, tearing apart every mutt that came at us. We tore them limb from limb, their blood drenched our bodies.

Our father's fought together too, never leaving each others side. I always loved watching them fight, it fueled me as a child to become strong and powerful like them.

They were everything to Matt and I.

Suddenly I saw a rogue come out of nowhere and attack my dad. He jumped onto his back and dug his teeth into his neck. Blood oozed out as he began ripping at the Rogues skin in an attempt to get him off.

"Dad!" I yelled which caught papa's attention.

When he saw the wound in dad's neck and the rogue trying to hang on he lept at them, pulling the rogue off of his back and ripping him to pieces.

Matt and I ran to dad as papa feel to his knees next to him. He gathered dad in his arms as he placed a rag to his neck.

Dad would heal, but with a wound this deep it'll take some time. Plus we needed to make sure he doesn't loose too much blood.

"You two go, find Xander and bring him home." papa said through a weak whisper.

"But papa-"

"Your father and I will be fine sons. I've got him now. You two just go, we'll meet you soon okay?"

We took one last look at them before nodding our heads and standing up. We walked past our pack members who ripped apart the last of the Rogues.......they never stood a chance.

The pain in my chest was more present than ever as I replay the image of that rogue on dad's neck.

"H-He could've died Matt." I whimpered as the two of us approach the entrance to the warehouse.

I feel myself being pulled into Matt's hard chest as he rubbed circles on my back. "I know Damien but he'll be okay, papa has him and he'll take good care of him."

His words sooth me slightly but the overwhelming smell of Xander's blood hitting my nose brought back my anger.

We charged through the house, down towards some old stairs that led to some kind of basement.

As we round a corner we see a huge metal door at the end of a hallway. It was being guarded by at least a dozen rogue who were already in attacking position.

Matt and could smell Xander's scent even more from down here, it was coming from behind the door.

We charged at them, taking them down one by one as they came at us. We tore into their chests, pulled apart their limbs and ripped their heads off until their bodies lay still on the ground.

The bodies of two of the Rogues remained clutched in our hands as we made our way over to the door, kicking it open in an instant.

Warmth engulfed my entire body with pleasurable tingles as my eyes landed on Xander.

When he saw us his eyes widened as the biggest smile pulled onto his lips.

Daddy? His sweet voice ran out through our link, his voice like velvet to my ears and looking over at Matt and he had the same loving teary gaze in his eyes.

Our baby boy was here, he was back with us. By goddess I could drown in his scent, I missed it so much.

A growl from Matt brought me out of my trance as I looked back over to him.

He said sounding so pained and angry.

Looking back at Xander my happiness quickly faded, I took in the state of his body. His body was covered head to toe in bruises and cuts with dry blood littering almost every inch.

I was going to kill whoever lay their hands on my baby, if they aren't already dead yet.

id they do this to you pumpkin? He gave a slight nod. He looked so weak and fragile, and he wasn't healing. What had they done to him?

We saw Xander look over to the side.

We turned in the direction he was looking at and saw a shaking rogue. Their leader ey? Doesn't look like much?

We dropped the Rogues in our hands and made slow strides up to the mutt.

"Time we had some fun, don't you think Damien?" Matt said with a smirk etched onto his lips.

"I'm right with ya brother."

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