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Damaris broke out of the forest in a run and didn't stop. Being this close to the house, she could sense that Ivone was in distress and she ran even faster. From afar, she caught sight of Zina, still with that bloody dress, pulling Ivone roughly by the hair towards the house, she barked once and ran ahead full speed. From the corner of the house, she could see some horses - three - and she feared that Alpha Prince Reyes was here already, if that was the case, the she could not allow Zina take Ivone into the house.

"Ah...!! Let go!"

Ivone screamed as Zina roughly pulled her by the hair towards the front of the house. After Damaris had left with Triston, Zina had felt so pained and very much insulted, especially because she had lost a tooth, so she had immediately called for Reyes and put up a show of waterworks, telling him about Damaris' mating with the kingdom's rival, Alpha Prince Triston, and their plots and betrayal.

She had gotten the response from him that she had wanted, and she also knew that Ivone was still in Nyxoria, somewhere around the house because Damaris had not left with her with Triston. She knew their hiding spot, she ad known it for a while now but had chosen to remain silent about it, and today she had been grateful for that choice.

"You and your sister are done for!" Zina yelled as she pulled the helpless Ivone. She had taken her sweet time while she whad been pulling Ivone out from her hiding place, telling her about her sister's mate and their plots and betrayal and how Prince Reyes would make sure they got the punishment by death.

Ivone was weak, she had always known that, even her wolf was smaller, just barely larger than the regular pet dogs, so when it came to strength, Zina knew she was maybe just as strong as Damaris, but definitely much stronger than Ivone.

"Let me go!" Ivone continued to resist Zina, "Let me go right now! I know what you're saying are nothing but lies! They are all lies!"

Zina laughed, "I don't care if you believe me, but I'm most certain your sister would come for you, and for that reason alone, we will have to keep you alive, you can ask her all these questions yourself when you see her, and then it's lights out for the both of you!"

"You're a bitter and vile person, Zina!" Ivone yelled and Zina let go of her hair. Because she was pulling against Zina, she stumbled back and landed on the ground when Zina let go of her.

Fuming, Zina walked over to her, seized her by the hair so she was on her knees with her face exposed to her and dealt with her a slap. Ivone sreeamed in pain.

Still holding her face up by the hair, Zina slapped her again and again even when Ivone brought her hands up to protect her face, Zina didn't stop. A wide grin grew on her face as she dealt Ivone slap after slap.

Completely distracted by her imagination of what would befall Ivone, she did not notice the huge brown werewolf running towards her until she had gotten too close. Damaris slammed into Zina hard, sending her flying till her body hit the wall of the house. Quickly she transformed into her human self and made to lift Ivone up.

"Ivy," she called as she struggled to lift her disoriented sister up from the ground, "Get up quickly, we need to leave!"

"Dami?" Ivone said and looked up at her sister, tears beginning to brim in her eyes. Quickly, she pushed herself up from the ground and crashed into her sister's arms, "Where did you go? You left me here!" she cried.

"I'm sorry," Damaris said rather impatiently and pulled Ivone away from her embrace, "But we have to leave here, right now!"

"Hold on," Ivone said, "Zina was talking about you being mated to Alpha Prince Triston of the Redwood pack. That's Elyria. Was that him, Dami?"

"Ivone!" Damaris yelled and grabbed her sister by the shoulder, she gave her a firm shake and frowned, "I will give answers to your questions and doubts, but right now...!"

"How is that possible Dami?" Ivone cut her of and took a step back to move away from her hold, "If what she says is true, then there was no way you two would have been mated. You two should not have been mated."

Damaris flared and seized her sister again by the shoulders. She could understand that her sister really hadn't grasped the gravity of the situation and Damaris knew here and now was not the right time to bring her sister up to speed on the new development, "We have to leave for Elyria right now Ivy! I will explain everything to you, I promise!"

The door ro the house suddenly flew open with a bang, startling the two girls as they turned to see Prince Reyes dashing out of the house and running for Zina who was stil dazed and on the ground.

"That's her..." Zina said with a shaking voice and a shaky finger pointed at Damaris, "That's his mate."

Damaris' eyes widened and she pulled on her sister as she began to run, "Run," she said to her and immediately transformed into her wolf. Ivone did the same and ran after her sister, since she was much smaller, she was also much faster but she had to match her sister's pace because she was the only one who knew where exactly they needed to go.

"They are getting away!" Zina said to Reyes as he helped her sit up, "Go after them!"

"Easy, Zi," he said to her and then whistled, signalling to his men to come out of the house. He looked ahead as the girls ran and a sly smile came to his face. He had been looking for any excuse to get rid of the Ivone girl after her disgraceful mating with his sister, and this event had just played right in his favour.

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