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Naomi held Thea tighter by the neck, making Thea groan in pain. “Your child is dead,”
her words sounded into the darkness.
I felt Mason become still. “What?”
“Thea killed him. She channeled its magic and sucked every life from it,”
Naomi added, tossing Thea’s body against the rugged earth. Thea collapsed on it, coughing out blood. Mason rushed to her.
“T-Thea-“
his voice was vibrating with emotions as he held Thea’s battered body in his arms. “You didn’t, please tell me you didn’t…”
Thea clung onto him tightly, nudging closer to his ears. “M-Mason,”
she coughed in a whisper. “T-This isn’t over. I-I need you. That’s the least you could do,”
she muttered, barely above a whisper. Her brown eyes now pulled up to stare deeply into Mason’s eyes. “That’s the least you could do, you worthless bastard.”
She gripped his face roughly, her brown irises ignited brown flames and she began channeling Mason to get her strength back.
Before I could move, Naomi ripped her off him, using her magic on Thea. Naomi’s eyes were on Thea, and she began choking on her blood, screaming in pain, crumbling to her knees.
Her screams filled the air, as she was writhing in so much pain, bleeding from her eyes, her nose, and almost everywhere.
Whatever Naomi was doing to her had her in a lot of agonizing pain. Thea’s body was trembling, as she brought her hands to her chest, as if in an attempt to stop her heart from jumping out from her chest.
“S-Stop,”
she spoke in a whisper, I could feel her life escaping from her. And with one final sound from her lungs, Thea collapsed against the ground. Dead.
Killian’s point of view
It was already morning, and the sun appeared above the Eastern horizon. I moved past the bloody mess on the ground, scattered around the pack. Lifeless bodies of Lucius’s army of both rogues and witches. More than half of his army was all dead, few escaped while a few were taken as prisoners. Lucius was dead. His death gave me great joy and satisfaction. Finally, he was able to pay for every damned wrong he did to Naomi.
I felt a rush of calmness within me. We did not only win the war Lucius started, but we also managed to put an end to the terrible things that had been occurring in the pack, along with Thea.
I left the castle and joined Morgan at the Packhouse where the warriors were disposing of the bodies.
“How are things going?”
I turned to Morgan whose green eyes were already on me.
“The outcome is better than I had imagined. We lost a few warriors, while the wounded ones are being taken care of by the Pack’s physician, and the witches,”
he voiced.
“I’ll make preparations for the burial rites of those we lost,”
I said.
“What are we going to do with him?”
Morgan asked with raised brows. He didn’t need to say his name, I knew exactly who he was talking about. Mason. I had asked myself that question countless times.
Presently, Mason was being held in custody at the castle. Only a few knew about his betrayal and the role he played in helping Thea accomplish all her plans. His silence and actions had placed the entire pack in danger countless times, resulting in the loss of many innocent lives from the pack. Mason deserved to be punished as well, and the punishment for his actions and betrayal by the rules of the pack was instant death. But does he really deserve it?
Frankly, I didn’t know. But one thing I knew was if I had been in a situation to choose between Naomi and the entire world, I would choose her. Always. And that was exactly what Mason did. He chose his mate. And in a way, Thea used him as well to accomplish all her evil plans which Naomi and the pack was a victim of. But Mason as well as a victim.
I sighed, shaking my head. “I haven’t decided yet. And the court isn’t aware of his involvement yet.”
Morgan nodded. “I’m just really glad this nightmare is over.”
I smiled at him. “Me too, brother.”
I left the Packhouse, sauntering to the witches’ quarters. Naomi was there, and there was someone else I wanted to see.
I reached the courtyard, and from a distance in one of the courts, I sighted Enzo with the very person I wanted to see. Kaiser Black.
I approached them, nodding my head to Lorenzo, and my eyes fell on Kai’s deep hazel.
“Look who we have here,”
Kaiser muttered under his breath, but both Enzo and I could hear him.
“I was looking for you,”
I said to him, and Lorenzo excused himself.
“You’ve found me. Don’t tell me you are here to personally kick me out of your territory?”
Kaiser’s eyes dwelt on me, as they regarded me with the usual glint of hate. He leaned slightly against the pillar.
“I didn’t come all the way here for that,”
I said, sounding calmer than I expected, as I struggled with the words about to let loose from my lips. “Thank you. I could sniff the scent of your warriors around the pack. They also helped in winning this war.”
“Don’t be mistaken. I didn’t bring my warriors because of you. They were only here to protect my sister. I wouldn’t give a f**k if your pack burnt to the ground and became nothing more than ashes,”
Kaiser’s voice alone was enough to convey his true emotions to me. And I understood. I knew what he did changed nothing between our packs, but despite the hate between us, he helped, and that’s what I chose to see. “I know you probably didn’t want to help, and I know you did it for your sister, but that doesn’t matter. You helped anyway, so thank you,”
I uttered, and Kaiser was about to say something but stopped immediately Naomi walked to us.
“I should leave now, sister,”
he went to Naomi, embracing her, before escaping into the woods. Sometimes I wonder just how he sneaks into my territory unseen.
I pulled my attention away from him, and back to Naomi, wrapping my arms around her.
“Thank you,”
I whispered against her lips, digging her soft body deeper into my chest.
Naomi’s perfectly shaped brows creased, “What for?”
A smile found my lips, inhaling deeply. I didn’t even know where to start. I was just being thankful for everything.
My hands cupped her tender rosy cheeks. “For everything, Naomi,”
I said, kissing her sweet soft lips gently. “I love you,”
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