The Knights Revenge

~Malia~

I was fighting the Beta, his strength was beyond extraordinary. If this was the Beta, I could only imagine the strength that the Alpha beheld.

I had to take him down, if not, I was the one to be doomed.

He dug his claws into my neck making me stagger backwards. I wanted to shift but I couldn’t, I could end up hurting the others. Those who weren't a part of the deal, those who were innocent.

I got a grip around the Betas throat and was about to extract my claws, digging them into his flesh and ending this. One out of three Knights would have fallen, making it easier to take on the other two.

But then, in the midst of chaos and blood, a scent filled my nostrils, enveloping my body and senses. It smelled of strawberries and green tea. I looked around and my eyes locked with the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I let go of the Beta in my hand and he looked up at me, baffled but made no attempt to attack when he saw where my eyes stopped.

"Mate," the words slipped out before I could think, roling of my tounge, letter by letter and I couldn't stop myself.

’You’re supposed to kill them!’

Shut up, Delilah.

I stalked towards her, fighting of werewolves as I went. They were strong, much stronger than I was, luckily I was protected. I had no idea by whom but someone was keeping me alive.

I had seen a witch earlier, I believed her name to be Natasha, she was working with the Knights and my instructions were clear, kill the Knights and anyone who opposes.

But why she would protect me, I didn't know.

I saw the woman clearly as I neared, she was fighting of another wolf from our side, they had all been enchanted making them more difficult to kill off.

I got up behind the wolf that was clawing at her and dug my claws into his throat.

’You killed someone on your team…He was with us, Malia!’

She’s my mate.

That word. I didn't think of the word, the letters just slipped out one by one as they had before.

This couldn't be happening. I couldn't have a mate, not with the life I lived, a life I would never pull anyone else into. Out of all people, my mate was the last I would bring into this mess. As I looked at her, those blue eyes struck me deeper than I thought possible. Her face was perfect, her lips were plump and pink with a small nick on the side from a punch.

I couldn't be with her, there was no way. The simplicity of the thought brought me immense pain.

How could I ever break her heart?

I grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the battle field and behind a tree.

I needed privacy.

I looked behind to see that no one was watching. When I looked back, the words slipped out.

”You need to reject me.” I blurted out. And just then, just like that, I had broken her heart.

”No.” She said flatly and crossed her arms over her chest.

I lifted an eyebrow and stared at her.

”You don't know who I am but if you did you would understand.” I rushed out.

”I’m not rejecting you.” She lifted her chin, stuck in her way. Stubborn and defiant as I took in every detail of her face. Something in me melted away but I couldn't respond to the part of me that did.

”I, Amber Knight, accept-”

”Did you say Knight?” I cut her off, my eyes growing twice the size.

”You’re Amber Knight? The Alphas sister,” this couldn't be.

I wasn't born a werewolf but I had heard plenty about the moon goddess and how she bestowed gifts upon the werewolves, a mate, a soulmate. But how is this a gift? The woman meant to be my mate, is the woman I am supposed to kill. If anyone in my family were to find out, we’d both be dead.

The woman whose relative turned me in to this monster.

’Hey!’

Delilah growled in dissaproval and I internally rolled my eyes.

You know what I mean.

”Yes, I am she, why?” Ambers arms fell to her side and her shoulders stiffened.

Fuck me...