Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 314

Andrei’s POV

The moment my Beta delivered the news, I grabbed my sword and armor from the rack beside my desk and headed for the door. Damon was already in the corridor, buckling his leather chest piece as he jogged toward the main staircase.

“You should get back to Ashmoor,” I called over the sound of the alarm bells that had just begun to go off. “Your pack might need you.”

“No. You need me,” Damon said without hesitation. “I’m not running off to let my brother fight alone.”

A wry smile curled my lips, even as my heart pounded in time with the battering ram that I could now hear beating against the main gates.

We reached the main floor and burst through the front doors into the courtyard. The scene was worse than I’d expected. The walls were shuddering from the force of the battering ram. Several rogues had already slipped in through cracks in the walls and were even trying to climb over the battlements on ladders.

Damon and I exchanged glances before we made our way up to the battlements, fighting our way through a wave of rogues. By the time I made it to the parapet, my leathers were already covered in blood.

“Shit,” I ground out.

Damon skidded to a stop beside me and hissed through his teeth when he saw the horde making its way across the fields below. “Shit, indeed.”

There were so many more than I thought there would be. I expected fifty, perhaps a hundred. There had to be at least two hundred down there; maybe more.

The fight that ensued was more brutal than any before. The rogues fought with a ferocious intensity, nearly suicidal in their desperation.

It was as if they were fighting for some kind of nameless god who promised them eternal glory in the afterlife, not a random so–called “king” in the mountains.

Their war cries rang through the air, painted faces demonic in the moonlight. They fought with axes with blades sharp enough to pierce armor, maces that crushed skulls with one brutal swing.

And the fire… The torches they brought set our banners and bushes ablaze, turning the night sky a fiery red. They weren’t here to take over our pack–they were here to completely annihilate it.

Somehow, though, we managed to hold them at bay. For the time being, at least, they didn’t make it close enough to the main house to harm any of the women or children who were hiding in the cellar inside.

I had just managed to fight off one particularly brutish male, standing about six–four and probably three- hundred pounds, when I heard my name being shouted across the courtyard.

“Andrei! I need backup!”

I shoved the rogue off my sword with a grunt, letting his body slump to the ground, and whipped my head around in search of the source.

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I caught sight of Damon across the way, fighting back–to–back with two of our Gammas against a cluster of rogues wielding spears and lances. He was holding his own, but he was outnumbered, and was calling my name.

I cut through the melee toward him, taking down three rogues on the way. “Fall back to the main house!” I yelled, parrying a strike from a massive rogue with vicious scars covering half of his face.

Damon nodded and turned to retreat, and that was when it happened.

A rogue with a battle axe charged at Damon from behind. I tried to get to him in time, but there were too many bodies between us.

“Damon!” I shouted.

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