Chapter 221 – The Luna Trials Novel by Marissa Gilbert

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Claude was surprisingly the nearest to him and offered his back for the Gamma.

Savvy threw him on top of the golden wolf. She couldn’t do anything gently in this form. But it was better than the people beating Aspen up. He was practically unconscious, and the princess was worried that he’d fall off during their escape. She wanted to say something, but it was becoming harder and harder to form words.

The beast was slowly taking over her.

Not that she regretted it. They neededa beast now.

They needed a monster.

“Hold!” Savvy roared, and surprisingly, that helped Aspen to come back to reality. Even if temporarily.

“Brigit?” he asked, looking at her. His eyes barely opened from the swelling and damage. His vision was probably blurry so it wasn’t surprising he took her for a white bear in this form. Just like her wolf, her Lycan was white in colour, with black fur decorating her ears.

“Brigit-” Aspen repeated his mate’s name. “| knew you’d come.”

There were more and more bears in the square, and Savvy was starting to worry about how they were going to leave this place. She had to get her friends out.

Nothing else mattered.

They were surrounded from each side, and Savannah could already feel the desire to sn.ap all those necks. There were more of them than she could handle, but at least she would d*ie trying. She didn’t mind. If she d*ied, maybe the Moon Goddess would be so kind as to bring her back together with Kai. Maybe she could ask for this little reward if she was going to sacrifice herself for the Moon Goddess’ children.

The bears halted, probably preparing themselves mentally for me that was to follow, and Savvy closed her eyes just for a second, feeling how her mind was slipping away.

“I never asked you for anything,” she prayed silently, “but if there is at least the tiniest chance of me saving them and reuniting with Kai, let it happen.”

Just then, one of the castle towers exploded. Pieces of the ancient stone were landing around them, hitting some of the white bears. But most importantly, it made them panic.

Another explosion sounded, piercing their ears this time because it was so much closer. Ash growled excitedly, knowing that his little gift worked.

Savannah had nothing to do with any of it, but the bears believed that she did. Moreover, they didn’t know what to expect from her anymore.

She didn’t hesitate and unleashed herself on the startled enemies, tearing their flesh off and ending as many of their lives as she could. She pounced, and she dodged. She ignored the pain when they managed to hurt her.

“Run!” she managed to command her friends when she created a safe corridor for them through one of the broken castle walls. She knew that Ash would have help somewhere nearby. She just needed to give them a chance to get there.

Savannah noticed that the bears did not follow her friends. All their eyes were on her, tracing her every move, and this was when she realised their order was to get her. Technically, they didn’t need her friends.

She decided not to miss that wonderful opportunity and stood on all fours, charging into the darkness outside Bjorn’s home. She knew where her friends went; she could feel it. Thanks to that, she chose to run in the opposite direction.

This time she did not use her full speed. She had to make sure that the bears followed her and that none of them got lost on the way. Slowly, her priorities were changing. She couldn’t wait to be left alone with them in the middle of the deadly forest.

A black hawk flew over her head, screeching, but she ignored it. Birds did not interest her anymore. She wanted to be K*lling bears. Her instincts were telling her to K*ll them all, and each roar she heard from them excited her. A fight. A hunt. Only they weren’t the ones hunting this time. She was.

She stopped in the middle of a clearing and waited.

The annoying bird was still circling over her head, and she was ready to K*ll her if that hawk got close.

However, these thoughts left her soon because the bears finally arrived.

She could see their white fur between the dark, ancient trees as they approached, but the primal lycan inside of her couldn’t wait anymore. She pounced at the closest one, tearing him to pieces on the spot and enjoying it. Then another one tried to get her but to no avail.

One after another, she was K*lling them all, feeling only pure rage running through her veins.

But there were so many of them that slowly, they started to overpower her, cornering her to a rocky hill.

She wanted to K*ll them even more now, to taste their blood and to see life leave their eyes, so she kept fighting, kept slaying… Lost in this chaos.

However, her wounds were multiplying by the minute, and it didn’t look like there were fewer bears around her. She roared in frustration, realising that this could be her end. She would d*ie here today, K*lled by some weaklings just because they had bigger numbers.

A howl escaped her. This time it was a sound of a dying, desperate animal, and she put everything in that sound.

By the end of the howl, her breathing turned into Snowy mist, and for the first time, she felt cold. The ground under her feet was icy, the darkness was replaced by clouds of snow. Everything happened so fast that she couldn’t tell what was going on.

She felt something. Something she couldn’t explain, some kind of strange pull that made her think that she did want to survive after all.

Savannah fell to her knees, knowing that the enemies would finish her off now. However, each bear that was getting close to her was disappearing right in front of her eyes. Something moved in between all the warriors so fast that none of them couldn’t detect it. Yet there was no denying that someone else was here.

Or something else.

A mighty menacing roar emerged, and it became so cold that sharp pieces of ice flew in the air. Only that the trajectory seemed off. Unnatural.

Not that Savvy was going to complain. Her humanity was getting back to her against all odds, and she didn’t know what the reason for it could be.

The bears weren’t her problem anymore, and she felt a strong desire to shift back into her human form.

Screaming as her bones were slowly breaking one by one, she clawed her way to sanity until she was panting on the cold ground covered with frost.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks, but she was back. She was alive and she didn’t turn into a lycan beast forever.

There was only one question on her mind now. Why?

How?

She had bits of the red dress still hanging over her frame. Some parts of the gown were very stretchy, and now she was happy that she had some kind of coverage.

Even if it was questionable.

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