Rejected Mate and Following Fate

My energy blows out like an explosion and takes everything in its wake with it. Uncontrolled due to my sheer fear, mounting hysteria, and suddenly time ceases to cling on in the slow mo. Wooosh, the clock restarts and everything in my wake is thrown wide like the after implosion of a nuclear bomb.

Sierra, Radar, the bullet and Juan are all catapulted away from me with force. Flying into a chaotic crash landing of limp bodies against the far wall behind the bed, taking a pillar and the canopy with it, in a crashing chorus of thuds and growls. It’s a monumental fallout from something that I didn’t mean to deliver so viciously.

I have no idea where the bullet has landed or if I manage to set it off course and I scramble forward to unravel Sierra from the mess of bedding and debris around her, shielded by the hunched over wolf form of Radar. Even in freefall eh somehow managed to cling to her and protect her as they went down.

I sense Juan pulling himself up, slightly dazed, from my left, against the wall and throw another energy ball of anger his way that throws him another few feet towards his subordinates. Concentrated despisal in a specially wrapped package just for him and the crunch of his bones as he collides with a dresser gives me some deep satisfaction.

“Stay over there and don’t try that again! Next time I will throw you out the window!” I snap at him, appeased with the ashen look of disbelief and pain etched on his face as his nearest minion helps pull him to his feet. His body already beginning to heal and confirm this room is protected from the weapon against his own people out there. I don’t think he expected my reaction or my ability as he has never really seen what I can do since I left the Manor many moons ago. I turn away form him in disgust, more than confident he’s too startled for a repeat right now.

“Sierra, are you okay? Radar, what about you?” I scurry towards them, Carmen on my rear as the Luna’s guard move with us and form a shield in a semi-circle while facing all eyes on the other wolves in the room. I get to the two huddled figures as a groan is let out and Radar seems to roll to his side, revealing a completely unharmed Sierra in human form as she pulls herself up into my awaiting arms. I give her a brief hug, the relief sweeping through my body like a wave of warm euphoria.

“Now, now, Juan, what kind of cowardly attempt was that? A gun? Silver bullets? Really…. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Are you that desperate to win, even if you die with her?” Leyanne mocks him from her position where she was already, unmoved and unphased and then smirks at the pathetic figure as he finds his feet to face her. Despite all the mess around us, she is like a statue of perfect posture in the midst and only brushes herself down to rid the falling dust form her black attire.

Radar draws my attention with another groan, this time a whimper in its core, and the sudden scent of blood pulls my eyes to him in alarm. The unmistakable scent of our own kind.

beside him as he returns to human. His shoulder is covered in red oozing stickiness as it pours from a fresh wound and starts dripping on the floor at an awful rate. Now that he’s a fraction of the size as a person, the

prickle up in her eyes. I shudder in shock and follow suit to dive down beside him, pulling his body against me too and examine the bullet wound in despair. I can’t see it inside as it’s deep, but there is already swelling with a faint blue tinge from a combo of the two properties on earth

need to get it out or he won’t heal.” I command at my Rema,

who is no longer my main concern. Radar closes his eyes, his expression becoming calm even in pain, and oddly still, and I wonder if he’s reminiscing about the scar to his face

died with him. He knows he’s defeated and that

seemed lifeless and subservient spring up, almost as though they have been waiting, and fly at my guards. Juan turns in a flash to huge and fierce wolf before lunging straight towards us and the glow of many amber eyes in the dark are only outshone by the

top of him and throw my hands up with a fiery glow of energy, pulsating in a second, thrust his way as a counteract and barely manage to keep myself upright with the kickback of my own sudden power throw. It’s a frantic attempt to shield and yet

by the frequency downstairs the way the others were. I wonder if this room has sound dampeners that stop them being hit with the frequency outside. It would explain why they settled to sit in here and wait, even with so few. It was his only fighting chance, to weaken us as we came here while he sat with full powers and energy in a bid to tilt the balance. Colton not coming was

excessive bleeding. I focus on Carmen who is in the thick of it and fighting fearlessly alongside the guard. She would be better downstairs still dealing with the frequency for our wolves outside and yet I can’t get near

fist to the top of a skull, giving her all, yet it’s all too compact and muddled for me to effectively help with my power. Bodies and fur flying everywhere at the speed of light and I’m stuck between them and the efforts to save Radar. My head scrambles

panic and tears as she hauls Radar’s upper torso onto her lap and cradles his head against her abdomen to help hold him steady. He has his eyes closed from the pain of what to us is a toxic venom flowing through his body and sweat is collecting across his skin surface rapidly. “You said you would stay by my side

muffled groan and twitches as the blade cuts deeper, and he clings to Sierra’s arm as he tries to stop himself from tossing around. The witch is digging