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Alphas call

Chapter 1

Mount weather had fallen, they had done it. Skaikru and the grounders had come together, had seen pass their differences to bring peace to the ground. The plan had changed during the long night as it so often did during battle, Clarke had pulled the switch. Had killed the mountain men, her hand had been forced. She could still see the image of Lexa about to be killed, outnumbered by mountain men. Bullets soring through the air, threating to extinguish the fire in the commander's eyes as she and many of her people shielded themselves behind the cold, clinical walls of the mountain.

The days after had passed in a haze, she had gone in to coping mode. There was much to do, the injured needed to be healed. The bodies of the dead removed and burned, tents filled the woods that surrounded the mountain. The grounders wouldn't sleep within its walls believing it cursed, Skaikru on the other hand didn't have any troubles making themselves at home.

Clarke had removed herself from all others, she spent most of her time in the control room in which she had pulled the leaver. She wouldn't sleep, nor rest. To stop would mean that the walls that she had constructed around her heart would break, she hadn't spent any time alone with the commander. They had shared a few looks which always made the hardness in Clarkes eyes intensify, but as the days passed and the jobs became less urgent her mind was starting to catch up.

It was on the sixth day after the mountain had fallen that the first crack appeared with inside Clarke, the sun was just starting to break over the mountain. The air was still, most people still slumbered. Clarke silently made her way through the grounders camp, her eyes fixed on the woods surrounding them. The weather was cool on her skin. As she came to the end of the camp all her eyes could see was clear, dense forest. Nothing had ever looked so inviting, her foot scuffed a pack that laid outside the tent closest to her. she stared at it for a long moment before dropping to her knees in front of it, opening the pack she found it full of furs, some food, a knife and beside it a bow and arrow.

Before she could think of it any further she grabbed the pack and weapon securing them to her back, she looked behind her once more her eyes filling with unshed tears.

"Forgive me" she spoke to the many souls that had been lost, the lives that she had taken. She took a deep breath closing her eyes before returning her determined gaze to the woods. One step at a time she disappeared into the lone woods. Completely unaware of a pair of forest green eyes that followed her departure.

Lexa had awoken early which was not uncommon for the commander, her dreams often plagued by nightmares afforded to her by commanders passed. She removed herself from the warmth of the furs she had wrapped her lean body in the night before, she dressed silently and moved over to her war table. Looking down at the many lists of arrangements that had been made for the mountain, in the safety of her tent she allowed the stress of the past few months wash over her. Yes, they had won the war but at what cost? So many dead. And Clarke, she had never seen the blue-eyed woman so hard before.

She sniffed the air silently taking in the scent of the camp around her, pleased to be able to scent the calm of her people now the war was over the fear of the mountain something of the past. But then she picked up a different scent, one very unique to the blond Skaikru leader. Clarke.

She exited her tent to be met with Ryder standing guard outside her tent, her greeted her softy taking comfort from his Alphas scent. All grounders loyal to her had the same effect, her scent calming them even in times of war. She was their Alpha, and they were her pack.

She brushed her hand over his tightly braided hair as he growled softly under her touch, it wasn't a sexual thing. Touch was important to their kind, it kept them connected. Straighten again she scented the air once more to locate Clarke, finding her scent strongest at the tree line of their camp. Brows scrunching together in confusing she made her way towards the scent. Letting it guide her. she was aware of Ryder following closely behind, but keeping a respectful distance for the commander.

She found her quickly, her eyes 10 times as strong as a human. Clarke was on her knees looking in a pack of some sort, Lexa could tell the pack didn't belong to her. It was clearly a grounder pack, she watched carefully as the Blonde came to stand. The pack now securely fastened to her back.

There was a pause before the woman made her way into the woods, Lexa watched her go. She motioned with her head and a second later Ryder was at her side.

"Heda" he muttered softly.

"Track her, keep herself but don't make yourself know." She commanded.

"Sha, Heda" he bowed slightly before making his way to the tree line, once hidden he removed his clothes and crouched down low shifting into the form of a black wolf that was two times the size of any normal wolf. Silently he picked up the blonde's scent and followed her through the woods.

Lexa stood rooted to the spot and worried on her bottom lip, for Clarke to leave her people would mean that she was in a worse state that she had thought.

Most of the day had passed when Abby approached the commanders tent, Anya blocking her path.

"I need to speak with the Commander" Anya studied the older woman for a moment, she could smell the worry on her skin. She nodded once before instructing the woman to wait here before disappearing inside the tent.

A moment later she reappeared and pulled the flap back for Abby to enter.

"Commander" Abby addressed as she came to stand in front of the brunette now seated upon her throne.

"Abby Kom Skaikru, you wished to see me?" Abby nodded once her features struggling to keep the worry from her face.

"It's Clarke, no one has seen her since last night…I'm worried, she's…she's struggling" Lexa nodded gently.

"I am aware" Abby studied the commander carefully.

"where is my daughter, commander" Lexa was impressed with the authority the older woman spoke with, taking a deep breath, she allowed the tent to be filled with her calming pheromones. Abby's shoulder relaxed instantly.

"Klark is safe, you have my word on that. Her actions saved the lives of many, but at a serve cost to herself. She will need time to heal, the mountain is not the place for this" Abby couldn't understand why she felt lighter in some way but was thankful for it.

"Where is she?" it was soft.

"Safe, she's in the woods. I have a guard tracking her, no harm will come to your leader or daughter" there was silence for a while until Lexa made her decision.

"She needs you to step up in her absence Abby Kom Skaikru, lead as she would. Now is not the time for self-gain or vengeance, now is the time for peace" Abby processed the words for a moment and then her back straightened and she stood a little taller.

"I understand, I shall ensure our people honour the alliance" Lexa nodded, and sent her call to Anya who was in the tent a moment later ready to escort the older Griffin back to mount weather.

It was nightfall before Ryder returned to camp, he dressed silently and then made his way to the Alphas tent. He brushed up against Anya feeling the comfort of pack before entering the tent, lexa was sat in her throne her dagger carving the wood lightly.

"Heda" he spoke with a small bow.

"What news of Wanheda" he could feel the anxiousness rolling of the Alpha and silently wondered if she was aware of it.

"Wanheda is well, she has made camp not 2 hours trek on foot from here. A cave. I scouted the area, I picked up the scent of some animals but no humans and no Azgeda wolves. Heda, I would be happy to continue to track her for you" Lexa nodded slightly before rising to stand.

"Thank you, Ryder. Rest I shall have someone else watch over her tonight, tomorrow at dawn be there to take over" He bowed low in understanding before leaving the tent. She called for Anya once again and just like before the beta appeared in the tent wordlessly.

"I'm going into the woods, you will stay and watch over the pack" Anya fidgeted slightly but did not speak.

"Speak freely, Anya" Lexa had been the older grounders second before she ascended to Alpha, above all other wolves in her pack she was closest to Anya.

"Lexa, do you think this wise? Azgeda often roam these woods, if they find you or her…well you know what they will do" Anya looked away from her Alpha, she had been the one to put Lexa back together again after Costia's death. She wasn't sure the Alpha would make it through another loss, she saw the way the Heda looked at the blond human girl. She cared. And as much as she hated Titus teachings of love is weakness, she feared that if anything was to happen to the Skaikru leader that Lexa would be weak.

"Without Clarke, there is no alliance and without the alliance then we will find ourselves with another enemy. An enemy that has the means to hurt us…Kwin Nia will play to their fears. Turn them against us. I will not allow my people to fall back in to the times of the pack wars" Anya lowered her head, she was right of course but that didn't mean that Anya was wrong.

"I follow you always my Heda" Lexa let her shoulders relax as she approached the beta holding her arms out wide, offering the comfort they both needed. Anya fell into the embrace, enjoying the connection of pack. Of home.

It had taken Lexa less than 30 minutes to find the cave in which Clarke currently resided, she had shifted in to her wolf form. She was bigger than any other wolf in this form and standing next to any human would be at shoulder level with them whilst on all fours. Her coat was think and chocolate brown, her eyes still forest green. She had found a comfortable spot to rest amongst the dense trees that shielded the cave, the night was peaceful. Too peaceful. She smelt the animal first, her keen nose sniffing the air as her heart began to race. Next, she heard the stealthy beast. A night-cat.

Like wolves that Night cat was a fierce creature, similar to a panther of olden days. But bigger and considerably more dangerous. The predator had obviously picked up Clarkes scent and was now making its way towards the opening of the cave, lexa arouse and charged towards the entrance.

Clarkes scream filled the woods around them she had been resting, not yet asleep but also not really awake when a pair of bright yellow eyes had appeared in the darkness. The small fire she had started being her only source of light as the giant black beast silently padded into her space, her eyes flickered towards that caves entrance. Her only chance was to get out of the cave, she was cornered in here. She took one last look at the piercing yellow eyes before diving for a log that lay half alight with fire, she waved it at the beast trying to back it away from her. It sprang back giving Clarke just enough space to make a break for the caves exit, a second passed and she was out. She ran into the small clearing in front of the cave her hand dropping to her hip to remove the grounders Knife she had stolen.

She turned just in time to see the midnight cat coming out of the caves entrance above her, it was going to jump straight on her. she wanted to turn her back to it, to run but she knew if she did then she would be ripped to pieces by its razor-sharp claws.

What happened next seemed to be in slow motion, the cat pounced its large body gliding through the air and then from out of the tree line a large brown animal flew forward to intercept its jaws open wide as it impacted with the cat.

The two beasts hit the ground hard, the space now filled with violent hisses and angry growls. Clarke watched on her body frozen in place, the struggle in front of her continued she knew logically that she should run. That whichever creature won would turn on her next. But no movement came.

The brown furred creature managed to pin the hissing cat to the ground before releasing one last primal growl as it bit down fiercely on the weakened beast, and in one smooth motion ripped its throat clean from its neck. The cat stilled. Its fight was over.

The clearing now grew silent as the brown furred victor threw the bloody flesh from its mouth, it then padded away from the dead opponent. Its large muzzle rising to face Clarke. A wolf. Not just a wolf, a giant wolf. Its green eyes fixed on her, not moving just watching. Clarke didn't know why but there was something so familiar about those forest green eyes. As she looked at them she almost felt…safe.

The wolf slowly stepped forward, still Clarke didn't move. Another step, and then another and now they were little more than an arm's reach apart. The large wolf stopped and sat back on its hind legs, Clarkes eyes blinked rapidly as she tried to process everything. She almost just died, then was saved, by a wolf. No not just a wolf, a massive wolf. And now instead of said wolf trying to kill her it was…sitting?

The large beast lowered its head slightly and sniffed the air around Clarke, its eyes trained on a shallow cut on Clarkes arm. When had she got that?

"errrrm… I'm ok, thanks" the wolf raised its head again for a moment to study her face almost like it wanted to check for any signs of lies. Again, its eyes fluttered back to her cut and the beast whimpered slightly, the noise rolled over Clarke and for some insane reason she had the urge to bolt forward and wrap her arms around the creatures furred neck. She shook her head slightly.

"here... look for yourself" she held her arm out, again her mind screamed at her. what the hell is she doing, does she want to die?!

The wolf sniffed first the hand then raised its muzzle to the cut, it closed its eyes and softly licked the wound. Clarkes mouth fell open as she watched the animal perform such a caring action, her other hand had a mind of its own and as the wolf continued to lick she ran her fingers through its thick soft fur. The wolf stilled its eye snapping open to look at the blond, Clarke continued to stroke.

The wolf began to growl lowly, but unlike before this didn't warn of threat or violence. No, it sounded more like the great beast was enjoying the contact. A large smile grew across Clarkes face as she brought the other hand up to stroke the fur too, the wolf came to stand and moved closer to Clarke resting its large head against her chest. Clarke giggled at the action which made the wolf eye her warningly.

"ooops, ok sorry. But it's not my fault you're being a big softy" the wolf growled again and Clarke really couldn't stop the small laugh that escaped her lips, she dug her fingers in deeper and raised to wolfs head again.

"Thank you, you know for saving me and stuff" the wolf licked her face once before turning and climbing up to rocked wall that held the cave, at the entrance it stopped and turned to look at the blond girl still on the ground.

"oh, you waiting for me?" Clarke carefully climbed up the wall coming to stand next to the giant beast, she followed the wolf into the cave and settled back down on her furs. The wolf watched her sit and went to lay down in front of the entrance, obviously wanting to protect the only way in.

"Hey" Clarke called out to wolf, it turned its large head green eyes even brighter now in the fire light.

"Come over here, lay down on the furs" Clarke patted the furs spread out under her. the beast watched her but did not make any signs of moving.

"Please" Clarke whispered. The wolf looked out the entrance once more its large green eyes searching the trees around them before releasing a small growl and coming to stand again the large predator came to lay next to the human, and Clarke instantly wrapped an arm over the warm beast. It was long before Clarkes breathing evened out showing that the blond girl had fallen to sleep.

Lexa rose up from where she had been laying and in an instant, was back in her human form, she grabbed a spare fur from the floor and wrapped her body in it. The sun would be up soon, she could already smell Ryders scent getting stronger he would be here within the next 2 minutes. She took one last look at the sleeping blonde before dropping down from cave to the clearing below to be greeted with a wolf Ryder coming through the trees. The wolves' eyes looked over at the dead night cat and then back up at his Alpha.

Lexa stroked a hand through the wolfs soft fur for a moment and she steadied herself, she didn't want to leave Clarke but knew she must.

"Keep her safe" Ryder growled softly at her command and moved to hide among the trees again, Lexa shifted again and made for camp.

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