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‘Don’t forget you are no longer invincible, Valens.’
Her words rang in my head again.
You are wrong, Sagira.” I thought. Zavier had one move and it was one I was willing to let him have. I could not kill him. I had far worse in stock for him.
He aimed his claws at my jugular, trying to do to me what I had done to his minion without much difficulty. I threw him off me and pinned him to the ground. My wolf wanted to bite down on his neck and be done with it but I needed him weakened, wrecked in front of all these people that revered him. Let them see what a weakling he was. Let them see what a true Alpha looked like and how he made his kill.
“Valens, are you okay!?” I heard someone exclaim.
I turned in surprised to see Clover and lost my prey. He pushed away from me and jumped to his feet, taking the coward’s way out. His wolf flew through the alley but I gave chase. I was faster, Zino flying with grace, marking the scent of his prey whose b***d we could smell.
I caught up with Zavier as he shifted, b***d pouring out of his human nose, his legs wobbly.
“It’s It is dishonorable to attack me as a human!”
Zino skidded to a halt at the exclamation. Indeed, only a dishonorable wolf battled a man in his human form.
“If you kill me, will you kill your bitch too!?” He exploded, backing away as I advanced on him still in my wolf form, contemplating whether or not to shift. “Will you kill your mistress for aiding us!? She sent the man to steal your b!tch and she finished him off too.” His words were meaningless, a desperate attempt to stall his damnation.
“Adam, was it? Or was it Andrew!” He exclaimed right as I pounced on him and knocked him off his feet. “You will never have the loyalty I have,” he choked out, my weight on his chest “You will forever be betrayed because no one likes -” His words broke as he coughed violently.
Behind us, a battle had started. My warriors had come for the tyrants that backed up Zavier.
“You you -” he still tried to speak even though I had the upper hand. Whatever he wanted to say, he never got to say it as he passed out. I stood, shifting back.
A warrior brought me clothes. I got dressed and turned to leave the scene after instructing warriors from Red Moon to take Zavier’s unconscious body back to the dungeons. He would likely wake in several hours. He would not die until I said so.
Aysel wanted him publicly punished the way he did her parents and she would have what she wanted. She would have her revenge.
As I turned, I saw a man raise a weapon at me.
He watched me from the distance, aimed, and then fired.
“F**k.” I failed to dodge the bullet, forgetting I was no longer immune to silver. The bullet sank into my ch3st and pain blinded me, worse than I had felt in a century. I felt the poison of the silver bullet start its work immediately, spreading rapidly. It felt uncomfortable at first, then it started to feel like vines with vice grips yanking at everything in its part as it spread.
“F**k,” I muttered again, watching as a warrior tackled my shooter while I went down.
Artemis wasn’t bluffing when she said the magic was stronger when we shifted. I hadn’t shifted in a while so I hadn’t noticed but the minute I changed from human to wolf, I felt like an entirely different person.
Artemis was stronger. The little training we’d received was certain to make a difference in confronting Skylar but the magic we now had was everything we needed and so much more.
When she moved, she moved with better grace ,than ever before.
Skylar’s wolf and Artemis met midair, rolling off to the ground but not before Skylar smacked the edge of Valens’ desk. I was atop her when we went down, my claws digging into her brown wolf.
She tried to wiggle out of my grip, tried to get my claws dislodged from her neck but Artemis had a far superior grip than she expected; it was evident in the surprise in the wolf’s eyes.
I wasn’t the timid girl she used to know. I was not where I wanted to be, having barely hit half of my full potential, but I was far, far away from the person she used to know.
Images of the past flashed through my mind as if to remind me I was not angry enough. But I remembered the days she had bullied me, humiliated me, beat me, and made me feel worthless and sorry for myself. I was angry for things she had stolen from me, the life she had ruined, and for Lucien. She’d ruined him and a part of me, a small part, grieved the friend I had lost.
The wolf underneath me clawed at my face frantically, getting the upper hand as I ducked to avoid having my eyes gouged out. My weight away, she managed to push me off her. She backed away from me, snarling as she did, her eyes filled with rage, b***d darkening her fur.
She circled, or tried to; a desk stood between the two of us. The man on the floor g*****d but she didn’t care. She had her eyes on her prey and nothing else mattered to her at that point.
The brown wolf snarled and charged at me with every inch of her covered with murder intent.
She slammed me to the ground as she pounced on me, her teeth going straight for my neck. I pushed her off me with enough force that she landed many feet away, her claws scratching the ground.
This time, I went at her. She was bleeding still, losing her strength. If I engaged her for longer, she would have no choice but to surrender. Or she could pass out like her mate over at the corner. I swiped at her face, leaving deep claw marks. To my surprise, a dark gooey substance started to leak from the wound.
The wolf stumbled backwards, the fur on her skin starting to recede. Unfortunately, she was stuck between shifts. She kept flickering from wolf to man, never fully there, while I stood, confused.
What is this?’ I asked my wolf who was as perplexed as I was.
It’s poison, Artemis replied in a quiet voice, looking down at her paws.
I felt my ch3st tighten, becoming unbearably hot.
The only time I ever felt like this was when I unknowingly ate a too-spicy meal.
With the feeling of discomfort, bordering on pain, in my ch3st spreading to my stomach, I took a step back on wobbly feet. Skylar seemed to be getting a grasp of herself although she looked terrified, like she would flee any moment from now.
‘No, A voice whispered in my head. It was an unfamiliar voice. You go nowhere,’ the voice came again as Artemis advanced. It did sound a bit like my wolf but not quite. I felt I could recognize it but I could not.
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