Page 152 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

We were able to keep her away from the location she was seeking, but with each attack we were forced to retreat, and we were now getting closer to that spot. I, like every other Alpha and Luna, could feel the pack link breaking away. I had lost count of how many we had lost. At times, I lost the pack link thanks to Endora’s magic, and at other times I was able to catch snippets.

I felt Scarlett’s anguish, but I knew she was ok, I couldn’t connect to her. It took my all not to break ranks and go to her. I knew, if Endora got the upper hand… we were all dead.

Kiara was a powerhouse. Her power was raging around her, I knew for a fact that without her we would be dead already. Endora’s body was full of runes and she was chanting nonstop. No matter how much we tried, she was able to keep us at arm's length. Kiara was flitting between forcing her back and healing us, I could feel her channelling the power of the moon at times, Endora realised this too and it only made her angrier.

Her army of Wendigos was depleting but she was not failing.

"She’s taking their life sources! The more we kill, the stronger she gets!" Kiara suddenly shouted.

Endora chuckled.

"Oh? So you finally figured it out?!" She spat.

Kiara didn’t reply as she and Alejandro tried to break through her barrier, only for her to throw them back. It was the same, Rafael, Liam and I would try, then Alejandro and Kiara, but we couldn’t.

"Rafael… Is this any way to treat your mother?" She taunted.

"My mother is dead." Rafael said quietly.

We knew we were drawing this out, to the precise moment she was at her weakest... That was our chance… I slashed through another Wendigo. We just had to keep going…

I felt two pack links break, a strong pain rushed through me and my heart pounded. Someone close to me… that link… I just knew it wasn’t Scarlett…

‘Damon, Who have we lost?’ I asked quietly through the link.

‘Dad… Alpha Jackson… and Indigo.’

I felt as if I had just been punched in the guts. My best friend, father and sister… the baby… I licked my lips, trying to fight back the pain that was threatening to consume me.

‘Scarlett?’ I asked, trying to control my voice.

‘Marcel took her to safety.’ Damon’s reply came.

‘You're next in charge. Hold your defence.’

‘Yes, Alpha.’ Came his quiet yet angry reply.

We had both lost our fathers... But now was not the time to mourn… I looked at Endora, feeling the very same hatred I had felt for Zidane years ago ignite within me like a volcano that had just erupted…

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SCARLETT

This pain, it hurt, feeling the pack link snap several times. Not knowing who we had lost and who was alive... But right now, all I could do was carry my sister’s child. Indigo had sacrificed herself for me. She had died to protect me…

Why?

I hated that I didn’t get to say goodbye. Why did she do it? I could have possibly healed… why did she risk her and her baby’s life? It was my duty as her big sister to protect her… not the other way around…

I looked at Amelia, my heart thudding as I saw the glow that surrounded Indigo’s stomach. The faint beat of the baby’s heart was fading fast. I felt something wrap around me, feeling a sudden tug within me, and I watched in awe as the glow lifted from Indigo's stomach. My eyes widening as I realised it was wrapped around a small foetus. It travelled along the glowing thread that was linking us as it came towards me.

I gasped as I felt the strong pressure around my stomach, a split second of pain, something pulling and then a strong push on my stomach. I felt the stretch within me and knew it had worked, watching the light that settled around my stomach vanish and the faint sound of a beating heart grow strong within me.

I looked at Amelia, who was shaking, her eyes glistening as she looked relieved with sweat coating her forehead. I realised then that she had not been sure if it would work. I didn’t care that she had some level of witchcraft within her… or that she was part witch. It didn’t change how much I loved her. It made sense that she’d always had a knack for knowing things… I wished she had told us though, it’s not like we would have judged.

"Take care of yourself…" Amelia said to me.

Before I could respond, I noticed Marcel step forward, swiping his foot through the ashes and herbs that linked the three boxes.

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