Mia's POV
There is a loud fire alarm that frightens me awake. I see Brady jolt up in a swift motion, covering his sensitive ears.

"Ah, what the heck is that?" He hisses out.

I see Mom rush into the room with a worried look on her face.

"There you are, we need to leave. NOW!" She screams.

I start to feel anxious and I see Brady stand on his feet with his hand out for me. I quickly hold onto him and the three of us rush out of the room.

"Mom? What's going on?" I ask with worry.

She stops running and puts an arm up for Brady and me to stop. I see Brady's eyes darken and he holds me closer than usual.

"Rogues!" He yells.

I see the living room window shatter as Jay, Uncle Luca's wolf slides toward the staircase. I let out a small scream and try to rush to him. Brady doesn't let go of my hand, instead, he pushes me back and I see his clothes rip as he shifted in front of me.

"Brady-" He ignores me and I see his full transformation. His wolf looks back at me and shakes his pale fur before sprinting toward Jay.

I follow him closely and watched as he nudged his furry head into Jay's side. It was a sign for him to get up quickly. I knelt down to both of them and hear the kitchen door slam open. Dad is holding a baseball bat with blood on it as I see him lose a wolf behind himself.

Mom sprints to him and grabs a vase that was placed on the coffee table. She slams it into the poor wolf's head and kicks it back into the kitchen with her heel.

"Thanks, honey," Dad says.

She gives him a small peck and looks around for something to use as a weapon I am assuming.

I flinch when I hear bone-crunching noises.  I see Aunt Diana open the front door and have a small blade in her hand.

"Jay, thank goodness you are alright," She breathes out with relief before continuing to speak, "They keep coming from the south side. James is there right now, he needs our help!" She ends.

I see three other wolves come into my view and I stare at them intensely.

"Auntie, watch out!"

She turns around and gets ready to attack. Her hand quickly drops to her side when she realizes who the wolves are. My eyes widen when I realize that it is Blake, Monica, and Frankie.

I kept my attention on Frankie's wolf, seeing his bright grey fur shine in the sunshine. Brady barks at him and runs to me.

"Come on!" Mom yells.

She takes off her heels and sits on top of Monica's wolf. Dad looks at her with confusion and sees Blake's wolf snarl at him. Dad climbs onto his back and almost falls off when Blake's wolf begins to sprint to the south side. I climb onto Brady's wolf and give his head a small peck to ease the jealousy he is feeling.

He rushes out of the Packhouse and I feel the morning breeze hit me like a ton of bricks. I turn my head to see Jay following closely behind us with Aunt Diana on top of him. She looked so badass and I couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated by her.

We soon come to a quick stop and I gasp at the sight in front of me. It was a massive blood bath and everyone I knew was in the middle of it. Mom had her heels in her hands and was back to back with Dad. I saw another woman who held a small knife in her hand as she stabbed a wolf who came straight at her.

Frankie's wolf was pinned to the ground by an older wolf who looked quite sick. Monica's wolf tackled him and scratched its face with her claws. Frankie gives her a look of thanks then helps his father with the rest.

Brady's wolf stays close to me and protects me at all costs. I continue to keep to myself and I watch the horrors in front of me unravel even more.

There is a loud howl to my left and I yelp when Jay throws a wolf to the ground like a rag doll.

I am tackled to the ground and I gag at the strong smell that follows me. There is drool that drizzles all over my arm and I let out a loud scream when I see a scrawny wolf on top of me.

I feel blood ooze all over my chest and arms. The metallic scent makes me have a gag reflex.

"Mia, get up." Mom hovers over me.

I see hold her hand out for me and I quickly grab it and pulling myself up. She hands me one of her heels and I give her a look of confusion.

Mom smacks the wolf in the head with the sharp edge and I see it lay lifeless seconds after.

*****

It was over. I held onto myself shaking with fear and watched Brady shift back into his human form in front of me.

"Oh, baby are you okay?" He rushes to me and hugs me very tightly.

My arms slowly wrap around his nude body and I am glad that I was able to cover him from my Mom, Monica, Aunt Diana, and that random chick. When he called me 'baby' my heart seemed to drop to my stomach and do millions of flips.

It was a good feeling. I press my lips against his and nuzzle my head into the crook of his neck while watching the whole group stare at us.

"This is your doing isn't it?" Uncle Luca has a towel wrapped around his waist and starts stomping toward Brady.

I hold onto Brady even tighter, not wanting to let him go.

"What? No! Just because you had a rogue attack doesn't mean it was my fault. You need to calm your balls dude." I hear Brady say.

He knew how to piss off my uncle without even trying. Aunt Diana tosses a towel toward Brady and I keep my arms around him as he puts the towel around himself. I cover my mouth when I look around at the massacre that occurred in front of me. Brady wipes off some blood from my chin.

"Let's get you cleaned up. We can talk about what happened at the house." He mumbles in my hair.

I agreed with him and we make our way back to the house.

*****

"Stay still!" I raise my voice slightly. I am seated on Brady's lap as he is on the edge of the bathtub. The white towel was stained with his blood and I clean up whatever blood was left of him.

Brady takes the towel from my hand and I see him toss it behind himself. He pushed a strand of hair out of my face and I suck in air.

"How did I get so lucky to be mated with the most beautiful woman on the planet?"

He grazes his finger up my arm and brings them up to my chin before continuing to speak, "I love the way your eyes gleam when you see me, or the way your pale skin turns red when I touch you like this,"

He pulls me closer and I feel his breath tickle my neck. I bite my lip to prevent a small moan from slipping out. He leaves small and feathered kisses all the way up to my jaw until finally, I feel his lips on mine.

I deepen the kiss and I feel him slowly fall back in the tub. He holds onto my waist tightly and makes sure I don't hurt myself. I look at him and we both burst out laughing as I lay on top of him.

The door of the bathroom opens and I see Mom walk in before quickly shutting the door once again.

"Oh my!" she squeals.

We lay in the tub for a moment longer as my head lays on his chest, hearing his heartbeat thud.

"Brady?"

He hums and plays with my hair while his other hand drew circles on the back of my thigh.

"What was wrong with those wolves? W-why did we have to kill them?"

It was in my mind for a while but I was too afraid to ask him. He becomes stiff under me and I didn't know if I said something wrong.

"Mia, they are rogues. They are bad wolves that strive to kill."

Rogues?

"B-but aren't you a...rogue?" I whisper.

He sighs deeply and he sits up a bit so his back hits the wall of the bathtub.

"Mia, listen to me..."

I have this sudden feeling of fear towards him and I didn't understand why. Was this why Uncle Luca disliked him? It was because he was dangerous?

"Would you hurt me?" I ask him with fear.

His eyes widen at my question and he holds onto me with his dear life.

"Mia, baby, don't ever think like that. You would be the last person in the universe I would hurt. That is a promise I am making to you from now until the day I die."

There was still a slight feeling of fear but I also felt relief. When he said those words it was like he meant it.

"Okay."

We soon leave the bathroom and I make my way to the living room. Brady follows me closely and I sit on the couch trying to wrap my head around everything that had happened during my stay here. Brady seems to notice my distressed state and sits next to me.

"I know that all of this is so much to handle. But I will be here with you until the end from now on. I promise you that I will even try my best to get along with Luca."

I giggle a little at his remark.

"Why does your mother want to kill my uncle?"

There were so many questions I wanted to ask and I knew that only Brady would answer them truthfully. Right?

"Well, my mother was Theo's lover. I don't think they were actually mates though. When Luca killed him my mom was left heartbroken. She made me grow up and learn how to kill him as revenge. I have no memory of him though."

My thoughts wander to his mother. Did she want to kill Uncle Luca for love? I understood her intentions because I knew at this moment that if Brady was dead I would probably murder Uncle Luca also. Not literally, don't worry.

"Oh." It was all I could say.

"Do...you wish you knew him?" I ask.

Brady scoff and puts an arm around my shoulder while bringing his feet up onto the coffee table.

"F*ck no." He cursed.

Dad walks in and pushes Brady's legs off of the table.

"Language." He says in disappointment.

I feel the cushion next to my sink and I feel Dad sit right next to me. Brady pulls me closer but Dad doesn't care about him.

"How are you doin' Darlin?"

I put my head on his shoulder and I snuggle into his shoulder while my legs are on Brady. He pats my legs and starts to massage them a tiny bit. Dad lingers a kiss on my forehead and I hear a small growl come from Brady.

"Oh be quiet, I am her father." Dad snaps at him.

I let out a small hum and the sides of my mouth twitch upward. I wrap my arms around Dad and take in the moment that was happening right now.

"I never knew how scary this all was. Is this where you and Mom lived?"

Brady seemed to be curious also and got comfortable. He laid down and rested his head on my stomach and I started to play with his hair.

"No. Your mother and I stayed in the same house as we live in now. We did live here for a few months when you were just a Lil baby."

Brady gives my stomach a small kiss and starts to doodle things on my leg. Dad sighs when he sees us and runs a hand through his own hair.

"Why did you leave?" I questioned.

"For you. We left for you." He emphasized.