Filed To Story: Secret with Betas Daughter: Skylar Story Series
We move forward as a unit, she is throwing blast after blast of magic at us. So far nothing has hit us, but I think that is more Gentry and Elena than us. I know they can only help us for a short period of time, bu I will take all that we can get right now. I am finding that my magic is speaking to me, guiding me as my arms start to move of their own accord. I am sending out all sorts of different colors from my fingers and hands. I can recognize what is an attack spell and what is a protection spell at least. Some are aimed at Adrielle and others are towards rogue wolves attacking near us.
“Aaagghh!” Frustrated, Adrielle screams and this time the surge of power she sends knocks me back into Dakota’s wolf behind me. That little stumble was the invitation she needed. She jumps forward, dodging Cam’s wolf and swipes at my face with her nails. No, not nails, claws. What the f*ck?
***”Where the hell did she get claws from?”*** I ask my mates still dodging swings and countering with my own. My mates are snapping at her with their massive jaws, but her magic is more advanced than ours and she’s keeping them far enough away that they can’t harm her. I can feel warm liquid run down my cheek and can only hope that the wound heals properly. She’s trying to separate us, but they are staying close, something she can’t seem to counter with her powers. The closeness works for the magic, but not for the fighting.
She finally lands a kick to Oliver’s side knocking him away from me. I am able to get in a full swing that she doesn’t anticipate though. The force I put behind it after she harmed Oliver was enough to send her flying back ten feet and landing on her ass. I’m sure he was barely phased by the hit, but watching him take any kind of hit set my wolf off. She doesn’t stay down for more than a minute though.
As she barrels back to us she is throwing spells from each hand. To her right she is keeping Oliver busy and to her left Cam, while still sending shots towards Dakota and I. I start towards her too, hoping to distract her from my mates and maybe they can come at her from behind. I’m not as fast as normal though and the sluggishness is pissing me off.
I can still hear the grunting and groaning of the fight around us. I can’t tell who is winning, but I haven’t felt any of our pack member’s link break. That has to be a good sign. Then I hear humming in my ears. Adrielle starts to invoke a spell. It sounds beautiful and calming, but the earth begins to shake as chunks of dirt begin to rise from the ground around us, vibrating with her words the dirt is suspended in the air. Her movements are slow and methodical.
Before I can ask what she’s doing. The small shards shoot randomly through the air, parallel to the ground like small daggars. We dodge them easily, but it hits me what she’s doing when one of our warrior’s wolves howls in pain and drops to the ground. He is surrounded by crimson almost immediately.
***”NO!”*** Oliver shouts over the link. He runs to the warrior, shifting to human mid stride. Another of our warriors joins them. Standing over the fallen warrior Oliver starts waving his arms and the clods of dirt heading in his direction fall to the ground. His magic is scattered with his emotions. Similar to mine with the storm. The warrior tends to our fallen and I try to think of how to fix this.
The storm! I can use the storm, my storm. I have to get Oliver on track. I’ve never seen him this emotional, ever.
***”Oliver! He’s weak, but alive for now. Help me trap her. The storm is mine. We need to use it to capture her. Dakota, can you help Oliver with the dirt?”***
Oliver moves back to me schooling his face and rounding up the flying particles as he goes. They follow him like a magnet. I can feel his anger radiating off of him. He is angry that he didn’t protect a pack member, a warrior that is under his protection. Adrielle keeps throwing the dirt shards our way, but nothing touches us. Dakota has shifted and is moving his hands causing the dirt surrounding Oliver to swirl back towards Adrielle. Her look of shock is something I will never forget.
She begins throwing more and more earth at us. Rocks now join the debris, but Oliver is a force of his own right now stopping the motion and putting the projectiles in Dakota’s path to circle back to her. They are trapping her in the tornado of her own design.
Cam shifts next to me and directs the rain from my storm into the chaos we are creating around Adrielle. She has her hands up protectively, keeping the shards from harming her, but that is all she can do. Her eyes are wild with fear and determination. I wonder if she’s ever had a real opponent? The water is mixing with the dirt and the mud is beginning to splatter through her barrier, soaking every part of her. The ornate dress is becoming heavy with water and mud and weighing her down causing her to stumble. Her arrogance is part of her downfall.
The guys add more and more until all that can be seen is a deep brown sphere surrounding her. I step forward and let my fire consume me. Welcoming the protection and safety it provides my pack, my mates and I. Cam stops the rain and stands behind me. His strong hands on my waist, lending me his energy. Dakota and Oliver close the sphere in as tight to her as it can go and I encase the whole thing infire. The sphere heats to a bright orange, like clay in a kiln, but I don’t stop there. I want to guarantee she can’t hurt anyone else ever again. She can go back to her goddess and be dealt with. Oliver and Dakota each touch a shoulder and I can feel their energy blending with mine. The flame coming off of us is white hot. Then the sphere bursts into millions of tiny little pieces.
I wonder for only a brief second if we actually got rid of her or if she somehow escaped in the moments we couldn’t see her, until rogue wolves started dropping left and right. The dead ones stayed dead now.
My mates and I immediately shift and jump in to fight those rogues that still think they have a chance. These assholes chose to fight with her for power and they are not leaving here alive tonight.
I let my wolf unleash her wrath on these morons, she hasn’t been able to fight much today, knowing the magic side of me was needed more to deal with Adrielle. Right now she is living her best life tearing through the wolves who have decided to fight for this useless cause until the end. My mates never stray too far and each of their wolves find mine to rub against us as often as possible as we weed through the rogues.
Once we have dispatched all the rogue wolves back to the Goddess, everyone helps to take the bodies to the compound we found outside our pack lands. We set them up in rows and light a pyre. These wolves will get a chance to meet the Goddess and she can decide if they were working of their own accord or if their human was forcing them to go against our kind. We also took the time to search the compound buildings. I’m amazed at what we found. The space must have held hundreds of wolves as farm animals. There are no facilities here at all. No beds, no bathrooms, no kitchens, nothing. I’m sure the only reason it doesn’t smell like a toilet is because she kept them in their wolf forms and they had a whole forest to use. She really didn’t give a sh*t about these wolves that were following her and Vincent thinking they would have a better life. They weren’t cared for at all. Maybe that’s why they fought so hard, they felt like they needed to prove themselves for her to give them affection or they felt stuck and betrayed. Either way they were angry and our pack was the only place to take out that anger.
Oliver, Cam, Kota and I all climb in the truck together. I lean my forehead on the cool window. The exhaustion hit me all at once. “I need to check on Sierra and Jena and we should probably check in quickly with everyone, but I just want to be with you guys right now. Is that bad?”
“No, Sweetness, it’s not. I just want you right now too. But I guess I can share you with these two if I have to.”
Dakota pretends to huff and it makes me smile. “I was not done with you in the greenhouse when we were so rudely interrupted.”
“Oh, Sh*t! The greenhouse, the packhouse, all of our memories. They’re gone.”
I didn’t even think about that until now. The entire ranked street was completely demolished with the attack. Tears fill my eyes at the loss.
Oliver wraps an arm around me and slides into the center of the bench seat. “Don’t worry, Babe. We’ll make new memories and I’m sure there’s things that are salvageable.”
“And besides,” Cam looks at us from the rear view mirror. “We can do what we always joked about with mom.”
I tilt my head in confusion. “What’s that?”
Dakota laughs’ “I forgot about that! It would be perfect. Especially now.”
“What are you two talking about?” I turn to Oliver, when they say nothing. “What are they talking about?” He just shrugs and now I know they are up to something. Oliver can’t lie to me, so saying nothing at all is his way of keeping their secret.
Cam cleverly changes the subject. “So did I hear you right? Jena is pregnant too?”
I roll my eyes, but give in, if it was really important they would say. They’ll tell me when they are ready. “I think so, but I have no idea for sure. The Moon Goddess talked to me and suggested heavily that they both might be and I should be careful with them. Sierra thought so before I said anything, but it is really early. Her scent has changed though, at least I can smell a change. As far as Jena, who knows and her scent is the same. We weren’t even sure if she would be able to carry pups because of Mike. He was rough with her, it was aweful. I really hope so though. They all deserve this good news after everything we have gone through.”
“What about you Bitty?”
“What about me?”
“What kind of news would be good news for you after all of this?” Oliver laces his fingers with mine.
I look over at him and every hormone in my body lights up suddenly. “Right in this moment a shower and the three of you naked would make me very happy.”
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