The Lycan race is dying and there's nothing they can do about it but watch their race die out.
Since then they have resided in a cave sleeping until they were disturbed by people roaming around.
Awoken in a fit of rage the group of Lycans chased ou...
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Third Person POV
She didn't mean too. Her brothers scrambled off the couch calling out to their mother with frantic scared eyes. "Mommy wake up." They held her hand and tried shaking her but she hadn't budged.
Blood seeped out of Flora's head leaking onto the floor. Both boys had tears running down their faces as Lillian stood there in shock. She slowly approached seeing that the rock she threw was much bigger than she expected.
Nolan stepped into action having a kitchen rag placing it on his mother's wound. As Lillian got closer he glared at her.
He growled at her. "You've done enough."
She stepped back looking at how serious her brother was. Then she looked at Nial who was still crying but had grabbed a towel of his own applying it to his mother head.
"I didn't mean to." She replied meekly looking at her shoes regretting what she had done.
While Lillian was sulking in a corner Nolan called his dad. When he got no answer he called one of his many uncles. When they heard that Flora was hurt they rushed on their way to the house.
When they were waiting for an adult to get there Nolan kept his attention on his mother all the while making sure Lillian didn't come anywhere close to her. Nial was still crying rubbing his mom's hand.
Axel and Roman ran into the house examining what was going on. Roman got down gently moving Nial out of the way to take a look at Flora.
"What happened?" Axel asked.
Nolan pointed a bloody finger at Lillian. "She did it." At that moment they all looked at her. Lillian backed up feeling like an outsider to her own family. She regretted what she did. Her intention was to never physically harm her mom but to let her know that she was indeed mad with her.
An hour later Dorian ran inside the house looking scared and panicked.
"Where is she? Where's my wife?!" Axel tried calming him down. "What hurt her?" He asked once he saw the bandages on her head. Axel leaned into his ear whispering. Dorian's eyebrows furrowed taking in the information then shifted to his daughter who sat down on the floor by her parent's room.
He stood straighter gulping. Dorian looked away from Lillian ignoring his daughter as he passed her. Lillian was upset, she tugged on her father's hand pleading with him. "I didn't mean to daddy, please."
"How could you do this to your mother?" Dorian said not even looking at Lillian. She stood in front of her father looking up at him sobbing. She held onto her father's hand not wanting to let go.
"Daddy," she said with her voice cracking.
"No, Lillian. I'm disappointed in you." He shrugged her hand away and closed the door behind himself.
Later on into the night, the doctor came down assuring them Flora would be alright.
"Dorian would like Lillian to be escorted to the pack house for the night.
