Page 8 of Her Destined Alpha
He let go of me, moving me behind him protectively. That in itself confused me. Actually, no… he most likely saw a helpless human. If he knew I was a witch, and a dark one at that, he’d throw me at their feet willingly. I backed away. The urge to run was strong, yet…
I watched him as he ran forward, his strong aura rolling off of him, and I instantly realised he was an alpha wolf.Oh shit,I hoped he wasn’t expecting anything in return. Then again, I wasn’t anything special; I doubted that was the case. Ah, the joys of being a wallflower.
He attacked the man first. Both were skilled fighters, but the werewolf was doing far better. He ripped his head clean off his body, making me jump in surprise.
Run, Del.
I turned away but saw the woman whispering a spell, and then blood. I gasped as the Alpha staggered back, the ground rumbling before he was knocked off his feet. Although he got back up and rushed at her, he took something from his pocket.
“Watch out!” I shouted, noticing the witch’s victorious smile. He didn’t move, keeping his stance as he threw the knife just as several stakes of wood impaled him.
The knife sliced the witch’s cheek just as I ran over without thinking. He wasn’t done, though. The moment the witch turned her attention to me, her eyes blazing with hatred, he lunged forward with a chilling growl. His canines out, his eyes blazed as he ripped her heart out of her chest before she could even complete the spell. He destroyed it in his fist as he fell to his knees. My heart thundered. He looked at me as if he wanted to say something, only to fall face forward to the ground. I stumbled back.
I was terrified. Should I leave town? But like they said… they weren’t expecting to find me here. Plus, if anyone found them, it was a wolf attack. No one would know I was there. I backed away, looking at the blood that was painting the ground.
Run.
But I couldn’t, not after he had helped me. I had to return the favour; the daughters of Hecate always returned a favour. I walked over to him. He was huge; I didn’t think my much smaller frame was going to be able to lift him. I turned him over, pulling out the stakes. Werewolves could heal, right? Maybe if I just stayed there until he had healed enough… right?
That wasn’t going to happen.I need to stem the bleeding…I thought, and what if someone saw him here? He was losing a lot of blood. I finally yanked out the last stake and took a deep breath.
Okay, Del, just drag him onto your back. You’ve got this.
I pulled him up, his head dropping, his black glossy hair falling in front of his eyes. The urge to touch them to see if they were actually as silky as they looked tempted me, but I pushed it aside and managed to drag him onto my back after several tries.
Okay, now stand up.
I grunted as I forced myself to carry – well, drag – him towards my apartment. Oh god, it was so damn hard! Not to mention, a certain part of him was against my ass. My cheeks burned, and I tried to ignore it as I dragged him toward my apartment. I paused as I looked at the trail of blood.
I whispered a spell, ignoring the painful squeeze in my chest as I tugged at the powers that were mostly sealed away, watching as the blood faded away from the ground, spreading along the entire trail until there was not an ounce left on the floor.
Perfect. Now to get home.
What should havebeen a five-minute walk had turned into a twenty-minute one. My legs were screamingin pain, and I didn’t know a spell to help. Finally, I managed to unlock the door of my small apartment, relieved for once that it was on the ground floor. I kicked the door shut behind me before staggering over to the bed, so happy to see it.
I doubted he’d even fit; the man was a giant. I unwrapped his arm from around my shoulder, trying to ignore the delicious smell of his aftershave, about to flip him onto the bed. I stumbled and fell face-first on it with him on top of me.
“Ow…”
I pushed him off, not caring when his head hit the wall next to the bed, before I clambered out from under him, letting out a deep breath of relief.
“Finally.”
I dragged him by his arm, making him lie down properly and tore open what was left of his shirt. My heart thundered as I looked at his body. It wasn’t a myth when they said that the body of an alpha wolf was god-like… the man before me was indeed blessed with everything. Every inch of his muscular, lean body was carved to perfection.
Okay, stop perving and get those injuries bandaged.
I quickly grabbed my first aid kit. I took out the large square bandage plasters and covered the holes. My eyes dipped to his leg. There was one there… but I was not going to remove his trousers. I grabbed one of my shirts and tied it around his leg instead. There, perfect.
I stood up and smacked my thighs as I looked at my work proudly.Now I can go shower.
My smile vanished when I wondered if I should have cleaned and dried the area first. I’d never had anything to take care of my injuries with, so I never thought about it… but that was logic, right? Oh well, too late, he’d live.
I was about to turn away when memories of long ago once again flitted to the forefront of my mind. I froze, turning sharply and staring at the man’s face. My heart was pounding in my chest. I backed away as that day rushed through me like a brutal tidal wave.
I knew why he looked so familiar… it was the tracker from the forest all those years ago…
Her Name
