Semua Bab Virgin Sacrifice To The Last Lycan: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Helen POVRusso is patting his wound dry on his arm, a mark from being handled so roughly by Alpha Justin when he arrived. He shouldn’t have come here, he knew that, but he is a meek guest in our rather disheveled kitchen, lapping water of his bleeding arm.“What happened in here, anyways?” The Fae asked, spying the broken table and chairs, not to mention a little bit of blood on the tile. “Looks like there was one hell of a fight.”“There was,” Justin groaned, readjusting me on his lap. There was only one chair left after the battle that occurred in here and we’d decided to share it while Russo tended to his arm. “It’s been a rough couple of weeks since you betrayed us.”Russo froze, looking out the kitchen window in hesitant silence.“Justin, please,” I whispered, not wanting to bring this entire argument back up to the surface again. “Try to be somewhat merciful.”“Pardon me,” Justin purred, looking through Russo. “My mate is a little more forgiving than I am. Especially lately, si

Helen POVRandy didn’t attempt to stop me. He sprinted along side me in his wolfen form, my coat the brightest, purest shade it’s ever looked. I felt so free in this form.I just had to make sure I would stay free, or Justin’s Lycan would behead me for defying him.We ran alongside the warriors, staying on the rim of the mountains so we wouldn’t be seen or have our scent picked up by our pack. Randy hung behind me, the two of skidding to a stop when we could lay eyes on Martha.She was walking in a dazed fog into Alpha King Juden’s pack grounds. I watched our pack stop, hiding as the warriors of Lone Wolf surrounded Martha. They didn’t intervene, just let her walk toward the Alpha King’s estate.Randy’s paw swiped at my back leg but I ignored him, prowling forward and using the bush as cover. I snuck into the pack grounds, seeing Martha take the stairs down to the barracks below the house.I could see the purple, luminescence colors splayed out over the walls, bursting through the win

Justin POVI paced the living room, her scent still stuck on everything around it. It ached my body to think of her at my father’s estate. What will Juden do to her now?The last time he got ahold of her, he sent my Lycan in a rage while she laid dying in the street. I was able to heal her, but I don’t know how much more she can take.Eventually, she will fall to her many, terrible wounds.That means I have to work fast to get her back.Randy charged through the front door and held a small camera in his hand, panting as he caught his breath from the run. I haven’t seen Helen in almost three days and I’ve tried to get Randy close enough to report on if she’s okay or not.Something tells me he finally has caught a glimpse of my poor mate.He displayed the video on the wall, the two of us in silence since I scolded him for allowing this to happen. My mate should have stayed back, but now I have a hundred wizards roaming around my pack grounds and a happy Fae, but no mate.She’s the only

Justin POVRandy wasn’t ready for us to descend, but it’s not up to my Beta.It’s up to me.I hung back at the edge of the pack lands, my mate fallen in a heap of exasperation and blood. She looked so close to death I could smell it in the wind as it blew by.“We need to wait,” Randy groaned. “The full moon isn’t safe for you, not yet.”“Do you see my mate, the pack Luna, over there bleeding to death, or is it just me?”Randy lets his head fall. “I know, I know. If don’t get her the first time, I am worried they will kill her. We need to be precise, Alpha. I’m just trying to help you achieve that.”“We get her tonight,” I readmit. “Tell the warriors to surround the pack. We strike in an hour when everyone is in position.”Randy nodded and left my side. I didn’t want to be alone with Russo but it didn’t seem like I had much of a choice. Russo is kneeling beside me, his eyes anxiously pacing my mate, so battered and in pain.I just want to take all of those pains away, forever.“She’s s

Justin POVIt happened so fast.And it didn’t make any sense.Gwen worked on my back again, having to redo her work every hour on the dot just to pull the poison from my blood stream. I laid on our bed, suffocating myself with Helen’s scent, and growling every time I inhaled it.I missed her so much and that’s what she does in return? She betrayed me!Gwen tweaked with my spine and I snarled in response, Randy and the Fae holding back nearby as though ready to pounce if I were to attack our frail little healer.I shouldn’t be surprised because fury is all my Lycan felt now. It’s all I had left to deal with. I needed something to cling onto and it wasn’t Helen—not anymore.“It doesn’t make sense,” Randy growled, slamming his fist into the wall; again.“She may have been confused, Lycan,” Russo offered. “She would never betray you, I know she wouldn’t. She worked so hard to free those wizards so why would she turn around and want to stab—”“ENOUGH!” I roared. “She pierced me with the bl