Page 24 of The Alpha's Fated Destiny

The screaming is intense.

I collapse to my knees. My heart will stop. I can't breathe.

More and more witches are now approaching us, intent on harming Alex. Alex is battling them, but his attacks are useless against their magic. He realizes this at some point, because he bounces back in my direction.

“Stay away from him!” I wheeze.

“Sophia, stop!” Alex begs, gathering me into his arms.

When did he shift back into his human form?

Brian is faring no better right now. He’s being pushed back, wounds covering his body, the smell of his blood thick in the air.

It’s just the three of us. We don’t stand a chance. Not with the way I am right now.

I finally have to stop. I have nothing left to give anymore.

I try to wrap my arms around Alex in a last bid to protect him. However, he picks me up, looking around.

I know what he intends. We have to run.

But we're surrounded.

My breathing is shallow. Maybe if I try one more time. Maybe I can set them on fire. I just have to kill them. I just have to…

The problem is, I am out of every bit of my magic.

The dark witches extend their hands, and my heart is slowing down. I can count the number of beats per second. My vision is blurring. My wolf has collapsed within my mind.

We have no way out. I know that now.

So be it, then. I turn my eyes toward Alex’s strained expression.

If I die, I want his face to be the last one I see.

“I don’t think so!" comes an angry voice from my left.

Elsa!

She’s walking toward us—more like stomping—anger etched into every line of her face.

“Drug me, will you?" she shouts.

Dimly, I study her. I've never seen her this angry.

Behind her emerge wolves. They are black and brown, both from the South and the North, their teeth bared, their eyes glinting with barely concealed fury.

As I had thought before, if we had the numbers we once did, the witches would not have been able to get this far. The only way they managed to stage the attack was because they found a wayto knock everyone out. But now, the shifters are back. I don’t know how, but I just squeeze my eyes shut and lay my head against Alex’s chest, relieved.

Another life-threatening situation, successfully escaped.

I can hear the fighting taking place around me, but I just let myself rest now. I’ve done all I can. The others can do the rest.

I'm exhausted.

***

The battle goes on till the early hours of the morning, but with a witch defending the shifters from the dangerous magic of the dark witches, it’s evened out the battlefield. Also, if the Alphas were angry, Alex’s soldiers were even more enraged. They failed to protect their Alpha and do their duty. In their eyes, this was unforgivable. Aside from one or two witches, they slaughter the rest.

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