Chapter 401: 2-1

Chapter 47.2 - Chelsea POV Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea! The annoying shouting continued in my head, startling me awake, I bolt into a sitting position my eyes darting around the room, as though the voice was actually here with me. Chelsea! Gabriel! It's Logan, Marx and Camilla - you need - they're with me now, I think we may have a problem. I lean back reaching for Gabriel - who just groans at whatever Logan is clearly sending the both of us. "Gabriel wake up," I mutter shaking him just a bit and he's instantly on guard, a gun in his hand aimed at... I don't know what. In the slight darkness, I see him blinking confused his eyes searching the room for danger as I once had, but the urgency in Logan's calling continues, Chelsea, they were ambushed, the Elders are circling, with that I tumble out of bed. What's going on? I ask reaching for my grey shorts on the floor. "Something wrong with your aunt Gabriel," I say waiting for word from Logan. Entering his mind once I'm fully clothed I see nothing but red, dark red on various items, shirts, hands, neck, the woman - Camilla - is sobbing but from Logan view she has most of the blood on her body to begin with. "How - how did this happen?" she sobs, and Marx holds her close, "We - we have to get our daughter Moonstar-" he's cut off by Camilla. "We are so sorry Alpha," someone says from somewhere but Logan doesn't turn to look. Logan bring them to Gabriel's office, I command removing myself from his mind, to seek out Gabriel. "Is that a good idea?" he asks knowing the decision I just made. "I don't know, but I'm not sure what's going on, only that they were attacked," I reply. Glancing at the clock I note that it's just near two in the morning "Lets go," Gabe reaches out for my hand as we leave our room, and as always I sneak a peek at Ava. Always checking. Dead - mate gone - back - how - this isn't possible - Moonstar - whose office is this - blood so much blood - pack attacked - Logan once you hand them their daughter, tell them they have two choices. The first choice is that they join your pack, do the ceremony right away we aren't sure if they are just a pawn in the Elders game, as we head down to Gabes office. They want to know what their second option is? You take them back and they are on their own, I tell him with a shrug. What about our pack - what will they do? My baby - how is this possible - I just - I couldn't have to protect mate and pup, Marx and Camilla thoughts are mangled each worried and confused, how is she alive, an image flashes before my eyes and I see Camilla lifeless in Marx's arms. My eyes flash up to Gabriel's his mirroring the alarm that something wasn't right there, but more over how was Logan involved? What do we do? Do we join his pack? Marx asks Camilla over their mate-bond, did you see the Elders eyes, we can't return we need to lie low, her response instant. Our pack? "Those in our pack?" Marx asks Logan. "Will be welcomed to join mine once you've accepted my authority," Logan replied and from his view I can see a teary eyed Camilla nodding at her mate, rocking their sleeping child. When we make it down to Gabes office, Nonno, Nona, Greta and her mate disheveled are all waiting outside, the sound proof walls protecting their children. I wasn't worried about them being in his office not when I knew that there was a jammer in Gabriel's office preventing the Elders from using any electronic taggers or trackers, protecting our location from them. Greta can you and your mate please go to Gabriel's office, I tell them then, Nonno, Nona, can you guys meet us at Gabriel's office. "Ciò che è sbagliato Gabriel?" Nonno asked concerned as we approached. "We needed to show you something," I murmured but neither Gabriel nor I moved to open our door. Both of us were waiting for both Camilla and Marx to finish their convergence speech. When they were completed and we knew that their thoughts would be blocked from the Elders as well as appearing void to their pack members, we opened the door. Wide eyes, "papà?" Camilla whispered her eyes glassy, tears falling silently down her face, Marx not fairing any better than his mate, both sets of parents running to their children. "Sangue perché tutto questo sangue?" Nonno hurried to his daughter questioning her about the blood on her body, her face, dried all over her neck, her face covered not an inch of alabaster skin that he was used too. "Mama? You - all - you're here - alive?" Marx at her side questioning his Greta and Zeke - his parents - as well, still confused and neither able to keep their thoughts straight. "Oh Mama!" Camilla sobbed, "You - you were gone too... I saw," Camilla lifts her hand to touch her mothers face and I'm reminded that the last time Camilla saw her mother, as far as they all knew Nona was dead. Our plane was supposedly heading off to Italy to bury her mother. "I thought - it was staged? No - I - you had no heartbeat..." Camilla seems to be shaking, her body sways and to her side Marx is answering his parents demand for answers. Tears falling, not a single eye dry. "We were ambushed," Marx began when his father questioned why they were covered in blood. "We were visiting with George, everyone - we were attacked - shot, Cami was - you were - she died - the Elders couldn't do anything. For two hours she was - this was - but she just gasped, how is this possible?" he turned to me questioning, Jack?Can you come to Gabriel's office? Holding my hands out, I stop Marx, "Go back, the Elders saw her die?" he nodded woodenly, "We all did, there was no way - she shouldn't - but oh god," he turned to look at Cami, his eyes full of love, relief and joy.