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Remy gave him a look. "Like you aren't a hard-headed Alpha."
Lykos lifted a finger at her. "Point taken. However, I wouldn't demand land from another Alpha, so I just expect those guys to roll over and show their bellies."
That was a sign of submission to Lycans, something an Alpha would rather die than do.
Remy tried to recall what Myles looked like. The name sounded familiar, but she couldn't pinpoint why it did. An image of a sandy blonde man yelling about pack lines came to mind, and the wheels in her head finally started turning. When it dawned on her who that was, a growl filled the car, and Lykos nearly slammed on the brakes.
"What was that all about?"
"Was Myles yelling at you in the hallway during my party?"
Lykos pulled the car over to a shoulder on the road and turned to face her, "How do you know about that?"
"I saw it."
He glared at her, and Remy stared back at him. She wasn't going to feel guilty for overhearing the conversation. If he wanted privacy, he could have brought Myles into his office or done what Chase did by using pack magic to close them inside a soundproof bubble. Lykos frowned.
"Yes, that is Myles. He is the most vocal over this territory line debacle. It is someone we will have to talk to on our little tour here."
"Did he think bringing that up while you were celebrating your daughter's return home was a good idea?"
Lykos sighed. "Myles is a complicated man. His temper is one of the worst I've seen on a Lycan. No one knows how to talk to him, and people just want to have actual discussions about all of this so it doesn't turn into a war. Well, at least some of them do."
Remy felt anger bubbling inside of her, "He mentioned the Old Ways. For someone who doesn't want to turn things into a war, I'm baffled on why he would bring the Old Ways up."
"Threats are sometimes the best way to make negotiations go faster. Little do people know, I am not fond of threats. There is a reason why this territory has been ours for many generations. We have quite a few dominant people inside our pack and around fifty members, including children. As you know, each person feeds power into an Alpha inside his pack. The more people you have, the more power the Alpha will receive."
"And the more dominant Lycans within the pack, the more power fed to the Alpha. Yes, I know."
"People forget that sometimes. If this territory dispute continues, it will lead to a war. I'm hoping that I can at least convince our neighbors to agree to an Alliance Treaty. Our pack will help those allies, so they do not starve, or help in other ways they need right now. That will strengthen our allies, and this whole thing will go away without violence."
"If they don't agree?"
"Bloodshed it is," Lykos told her before pulling the car out of park and turning the steering wheel to bring it back onto the road.
Movement caught Remy's attention from the corner of her eye. Branches, trees, and bushes were blowing, and no sign of wind made them do so. She could not catch a scent with the windows rolled up, but there was no need to. A dozen or so Lycans in their beast form surrounded the car. Lykos threw the car into park and clicked the button to release him from the seat belt.
"We are under attack! Remy, shift now!" Lykos yelled. At the same time, Remy noticed the beasts that surrounded them start to rush toward the car.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Remy unfastened her seat belt and pulled onto the handle to open her door. Her father was still changing into his Lycan form inside the car, and she needed to keep every Lycan from the car until he finished. Her changing into her Lycan form was quicker, and she was very thankful for that when she jumped to the side as a Lycan lunged for her and hit the car instead. Remy shifted into her Lycan form, dug her claws into the opposing Lycan’s brown and gray fur, tossing the body over the railing into a ditch on the other side. She noticed the top of the railing had some frayed metal, and the Lycan’s shoulder and neck grazed over it. Blood sprayed everywhere as a gash opened along its body before it disappeared. Even if it weren't dead, it would take some time to heal before it could get back into the fight. Another jumped on top of her, sending Remy to the ground. She felt the canines of the opponent dig into her shoulder. Remy roared before throwing her body forward into a roll, making her opponent let go of her shoulder and leaving them laid out behind her. Remy turned herself and dug her claws into the dark Lycan's neck and ripped them across the muscles to tear them open. Lycans were fast healers, but healing the veins before bleeding out would still be hard.
Two more were heading toward her when Remy looked up to assess the situation. She heard the car door burst open, and she was relieved to hear her father roaring before the sounds of slamming bodies into each other. She had to focus on the two charging at her, and Remy decided to jump on top of the car. The two Lycans slammed into the car, and she swiped her claws over their face. They howled in response and began to swipe at her. Remy noticed that she managed to cut into their eyes, and blood covered them, giving her the advantage since they couldn't see. Remy swiped closer to their necks to do the same as she did with the one she killed, but it was difficult with her being on top of the car.
Maybe I need to draw some of them away from here?
That could lead some way away from your father, so it is more of a fair fight.
Remy shifted her form onto four legs, leaped out of the car, and dashed into the woods. While on four legs, Remy would be faster than the other Lycans, so she kept herself at a pace that could ensure she would lead some astray. Looking back, she noticed four Lycans chasing her. That left five for her father to handle, and she hoped that wouldn't be too many.
These woods were not the ones Remy grew up running in, so she had no idea where she was going. She tried to think of the map her father showed her of pack territories to see if she could run to a pack house for help. If she remembered correctly, these woods were not really owned by any pack.
Through the pack bonds, Remy tried calling on anyone she could feel relatively close to where they were to bring reinforcements. Pack bonds could be felt at decent lengths so they could call on others. The only problem was they had driven for at least two hours. None of the pack was nearby, and they were too far away to call on them to help.
We are on our own.
The best thing she could do was deal with these Lycans herself and circle back to help her father. Remy changed course and ran under a large bush. Once on the other side, she ran back in the direction she came in to get behind the Lycans that were after her. Two were still on the path she had taken, and they ran past her as if they were only driven by the scent she left on the ground. Any Lycan should know how to keep their wits about them in a fight like this. They still needed to look around while tracking someone to ensure another wasn't waiting.
