Page 154 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

Good, it meant we were slowing her down a little. But we knew ultimately, we were going to have to let her begin her spell. It was a risk we had to take to get to her at her weakest.

She whispered a spell and the fire was put out in seconds. We had placed these explosives, thanks to Grandma Amy’s amazing idea to lace them with herbs that weakened witches a little. I just hoped they did the job, even if a little, and I would thank Grandma Amy later. We needed all the help we could possibly get.

Her chanting got louder and soon I felt the glowing black walls reach high into the sky as we were all stopped from crossing any further.

‘Reserve your energy for the precise moment.’ Alejandro said quietly through the link.

His eyes glowed red and for once as he stood so close, my purple aura illuminated him properly. I paid attention to his Lycan form. It was terrifying yet made me stare in awe. The power that oozed from him, those glowing red eyes…

Endora laughed manically as she looked towards us.

"Petty herbs won’t stop a witch like me!" She spat.

"You need me though, right?! For whatever it is that you are trying to accomplish?!" I shouted.

"I may not have gotten you, but I had a backup plan… The death of three from the Asheton bloodline will fuel me enough. Three innocents that were killed in cold blood, on this very night! When I have succeeded, I will have you too!"

I felt my blood run cold, fear twisting in my guts. Three innocents have been killed? W-what did she mean? There weren’t many of our bloodline… I looked at Dad, my heart thumping like crazy.

"Fuck. She sent Jasmin to us so we would kill her?" Alejandro looked confused and disgusted.

It made sense. There was no way that Endora or her army would be the ones to kill Jasmin, Jasmin was not innocent but... she had actually not known why she was at our pack... So that made her an innocent. It was confusing and messed up, but it made sense.

Dad stepped up, not saying anything, and neither did he look surprised.

"Who else?" I whispered, my heart full of fear as I looked at him and Liam, both who I now noticed looked upset. There were only a few others with that bloodline. My panic was rising by the second. "Dad!"

"Indigo… and her baby." Dad said quietly.

I felt as if all my breath was knocked out of me. Alejandro looked stunned as well. I didn’t know how to feel... She was gone… I felt numb. I couldn’t accept it. I didn’t want to know who else died… but the look on Dad’s and Liam’s faces terrified me. We had lost more, but I couldn’t bring myself to ask.

Endora simply laughed as she carried on chanting, but we had no time to focus on her when an influx of Wendigos came running. I turned, sparing a quick glance at the watch on my wrist. Seven minutes… in seven minutes, we would take our chance. I blasted a Wendigo back, my purple flames incinerating it. I stepped back as another two lunged at me.

"Seriously, don’t they ever run out!" Liam growled, as he jumped in front of me, snapping the first one’s head off before he tore the other one's heart out.

"Running out of patience, brother?" I teased weakly, despite there being nothing humorous about this situation. It wasn't often when I saw Liam getting annoyed.

"I have limits too, sister." He shot back, his eyes flashing dangerously, slicing through a Wendigo.

"I can tell…" I said trying to smile, but there was nothing left to smile about.

We were losing pack members by the minute, and I wish I could have healed them. If I was with Aunty, could I have had healed her?

‘Alpha, Luna, Alpha Scarlett has a message to convey.’

It was one of the members who were sitting inside the packhouse relaying the message from another. Someone from Dad’s pack must have conveyed the message to our pack member, who would then fill us in. It was a system that helped us all keep in touch. It was the same man who passed on Darien's messages regarding Jasmin.

‘Indigo’s pup is alive, so Endora has one less Asheton dead than she thinks.’

I frowned as I glanced at Dad, who gave us a tiny nod. I didn't ask how the baby lived when Aunty was dead, but it gave me some level of relief.

‘She won’t figure that out until she needs them for whatever purpose. We need to get this shit over with.’ Alejandro said. ‘We’re in the last five minutes. Tell Scarlett and Marcel, if the witches are taken care of to join us if they are up to it. We need an absolute defence around Kiara and me. We will go for the kill no matter what… They know the rest.’

‘Yes, Alpha.’

Alejandro frowned as he conveyed something to Rafael, Elijah, and Liam. Although they couldn’t reply, they could hear his voice. They simply gave a small nod, just as I heard a snarl and turned to see a flash. I was just in time to see Mom rip a Wendigo to pieces. She stood there covered in blood, her eyes blazing silver, her anger so palpable it made me shiver.

"Let’s send this bitch to hell." She growled. Behind her, Marcel stood with weapons in hand. "The rest of the bitches are dealt with."

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