Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
“Stay there. We’re not alone,” Brax whispered, his hand reaching behind him to grab mine. I clutched it tightly.
A darkness fell over the clearing, and everything stilled as the pack snarled and howled.
Kai sniffed the air, a savage roar ripping through him as Derik frowned, stepping forward, his eyes searching through the forest.
“Humans,” he spat, and I swallowed hard.
Were they here to talk or to fight? I had no idea, and apparently neither did my alphas because they were still, sensing things that I couldn’t.
I peered between Kai and Derik at the pack all swarming the alphas, spreading out into the trees, moving in sync.
I wondered if Derik was ordering them into position, if Kai was barking their attack orders at them, or if Brax’s shadows were sensing how close they were.
Kai looked over my shoulder with a smirk, and I frowned at him, not sure what he was finding amusing, when suddenly my mind flooded with a strength that took me over.
All the answers I wanted were there, and I sucked in a breath. My eyes widened and I looked up at him.
“The pack link?” I asked, and he nodded.
“You’re a luna now, Little Human.” Kai grinned, then turned back around.
I smiled. Derik was moving the wolves into position, like I had thought.
Kai had instructed them to hold back on attacking until they played their hand, and Brax’s shadows, that I ached to join, were feeling for the humans, like I had thought.
Mine stayed safely within me, but they were sparked with energy from the border power and wolf toxin.
It was so much sensation still humming in my veins, and I wondered whether I would be any help when it came down to it. Would I be able to take out some humans who my father had brainwashed, or would I choke?
Would I even know what to do with so much of it?
My questions went unanswered as the entire pack tensed, the link tightening, solidifying as the collective stayed firm, loyal, in true pack mode. It was intense and beautiful. Kind of like my alphas.
And then everything broke.
The serene, powerful moment we had all just shared went to shit because one minute, we were standing there waiting for the humans to show their faces, and the next, arrows were raining down on us.
I screamed and threw my hands out as I ducked. I had every intention of just protecting my head from the lethal rain of arrows but instead, a flash of purple exploded from my hands.
Screams filled the air, and I gasped as Kai laughed. The pack went still–in awe, if the link was to be believed.
The humans were forced back, their arrows bouncing off the purple dome I had created around us.
I frowned and looked at my hands, which looked totally innocent and normal. I had no idea how I had done it, but I was grateful.
I broke through my alphas to see if I could find my father in the angry human wall that was bashing on my shield, frowning when Brax stumbled into me.
I turned to him, gasping at his wide eyes and the arrow sticking out of his shoulder.
“Brax!” I cried, and tried to hold him up as he went down, but he almost took me down with him.
Kai and Derik rushed to help, grabbing him before he collapsed. Derik swung me out of the way, but I broke his hold on me, racing to Brax as my heart stampeded in my chest, tears filling my eyes.
I swiped them away and leaned over him. “Brax,” I whispered, and his eyes fluttered open, his hand going to my face.
“I’ll be okay, Spitfire. An arrow hurts like a bitch, but it’s not going to kill me,” he said before coughing, hard.
I held him as he did, and he looked down at his hand with a frown. Speckles of black blood coated it, and the panic set in.
Wolves weren’t human, but I knew they weren’t meant to bleed black.
“Help him,” I whimpered as Kai tried to work the arrow out.
He almost had it, getting the tip, then hissing when he touched it. “Fuck. Derik, it’s laced with wolfsbane,” he growled, his eyes going to the pack as they watched, their fear and anger visceral in the link.
It was suffocating.
Kai left me and Derik and stood up, his eyes full of anger and hatred.
“Drop the shield, Little Human,” he said, his voice low and dangerous.
I shuddered at the malice in it, looking at the humans on the other side. My father was there, watching me hold Brax’s paling face in my lap, a stupid smug look on his face.
“Are you going to kill them?” I asked, not sure why when I knew the answer.
“Yes.”
I couldn’t even find a reason to argue with him. The humans had come here to fight, to kill. I wasn’t sure how potent a wolfsbane arrow was, but they might yet succeed.
They didn’t care. So why should I?
I lifted my hand. I was not sure how I had made the dome shield around us but I called it back, hoping it was easy as that, my watery eyes meeting my father’s as I drew back my magic.
And then Kai was roaring out, a message of attack to the pack, a promise to the humans.
The second the shield was gone, the wolves attacked, and so did the humans.
I turned away from the carnage and bloodshed, holding Brax as Derik used the hem of my torn-off dress to wiggle the arrow out of his shoulder.
Brax hissed when Derik finally got it free, and I breathed a sigh of relief, placing more of my shredded skirts against the wound that was oozing more black blood.
The space was filled with angry clashes of teeth and violent screams, but I didn’t want to see the humans get torn apart. I hated them in that moment, but I didn’t want to see what was happening to them.
They had wanted a massacre, and I had every faith in my pack providing that.
Especially with Kai on the hunt.
“I have to go help. Your father is retreating like a coward, and we can’t lose him. He has attacked us,” Derik snarled, checking over his shoulder, the clearing dark as the wolves chased the humans farther away.
It was weird: thinking of them told me exactly where they were. Not a picture, but a feeling. Some ached, some were cut, but they were mostly okay, they were alive.
Brax, not so much. He coughed again, and I nodded toward the forest.
“Go, I’ll take Brax home,” I said, and as I said it, a carriage rolled up.
Derik looked like he wanted to say no, but I knew he was only doing that to stay with me.
“Go, Derik. I have my shield. I can’t fight yet, but I can defend, and I won’t let them near us. Go help the pack,” I said.
He warred with his indecision until he finally nodded. He lifted Brax, who groaned at the movement, black tendrils stretching along the veins surrounding his wound.
My heart was thundering, hurt crushing my chest at the idea that this could be fatal to him. It was a despair that edged on my thoughts as I opened the door to the carriage.
Derik made me go in first, then lifted Brax in, and I held him to me. He groaned, and more tears sprung to my eyes.
“What do I do when I get there?”
“I’ll handle that side of things, trouble.” Cain smirked, pushing past Derik and climbing into the carriage. He grabbed my hand and held it over Brax’s shoulder before turning to Derik.
“Go. The pack needs you. I’ve got these two, D,” Cain said, and Derik took one last look at me and Brax before nodding and slamming the carriage shut.
There was a fierce roar that turned to a growl as I felt Derik’s shift just before the carriage started moving. I kept my head in the link, trying to figure out if they had caught my dad yet, but I was shut out.
I frowned, and Cain jolted me to get my attention.
“I need you to concentrate. You have magic in you, and he needs that right now.
“It’s not like healing, but if you can put that shield you made around his heart, it’ll make my job a lot easier and his odds a lot higher,” Cain ordered, and I swallowed back my tears at the idea of Brax not beating those odds.
My hand glowed, and I felt the magic in me. It was fluid, like it had been at the border, and I pushed it out, willing it into Brax.
He sucked in a breath, his back arching as his eyes flung open and my magic latched around the pumping of his heart.
It raced along the veins that were filled with black gunk and forced it out of the way, fighting it every time it sloshed closer to his heart.
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