Page 23 of The Alpha's Fated Destiny

Desperation fuels me as I push myself to the limit, pouring everything I have inside him.

I don’t know what kind of poison this is, but his muscles are seizing. I can’t sense any trace of magic in it. It must be from herbs. I can’t use my normal method toget rid of whatever this is. But healing magic will work to push out the poison.

I hear Brian howl, and I see him jump over my head to attack someone.

“Sophia." Alex is struggling free of the effects of the poison. "Brian needs my help. You have to let me go!"

I can’t speak; all my focus on the healing magic.

Brian isn't important. My mate is. Why can't Alex understand that?

My body feels weak now. One of my hands slips and I press it against the forest floor, still pouring magic into Alex’s closing wound.

From the corner of my eye, I can see the tendrils of my magic streaking through the grass. I don’t care where it is going.

“Sophia!”

Alex finally grabs me by my upper arms just as I collapse on his chest.

My body feels so fragile right now. It’s like I've been drained of everything. I can't even move. My body feels like a hollow thing.

I’m trying to clear my head. The enemy is still here.

Alex is saying something to me as he settles me against a tree. And then he’s moving away from me. I want to ask him where he’s going. Why is he leaving me? Doesn’t he know how dangerous the enemy is? He could get hurt!

My vision dims, andI see him shift into a large black wolf before he rushes to fight alongside Brian.

But the witches are too powerful.

Dark magic is different from normal magic. It is fueled by death. I struggle to grow more alert. I have to help my mate. He needsmy help. He can't do this alone. This isn't a fight he can win through brute strength.

I see one of the cloaked figures lifting their hands towards Alex, and I slam my fist into the ground, using the lingering magic within me to cast a shield around my mate. The dark magic slides off the shield, and then I notice another one of the witches turn to face Alex. A strange fear rears its head within me.

Are they targeting Alex?

I grab the trunk of the tree I’m leaning against with both arms, wobbling to my feet.

“There’s another one,” I mumble to myself.

They are. They’re fucking targeting my mate.

I'll kill them.

I am beyond weak right now, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to let them put a scratch on the man I love. He's all I have. He's not getting rid of me this easily.

I stumble forward, my steps uneven.

“This is the time you’re supposed to come out," I gasp at the greatly weakened wolf within me. "Shake it off. I need you.”

My wolf struggles to its feet, a weak growl resounding within my mind.

“I need you," I breathe, each step hurting more than the previous one. It's like I'm walking on needles.

My hand is outstretched. I don’t know how to kill somebody with my magic, but I can create severe electric shocks, whichis exactly what I plan todo. The witch closest to me suddenly begins screaming as the smell of burning flesh fills the area.

Its companions turn around to look at what is happening, and I focus my attention on them. Every bit of magic I use is deadly to me right now. I’ve drained myself far too much.

The second witch goes down within seconds, clawing at their face. Their hood falls back, revealing the face of a woman. I can’t make out her features because they're so twisted in pain.

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