I manage to dodge some punches and deliver a couple of my own. I wish I could shift to give myself a chance to win this, but the silver I was surrounded by is still showing its effects.
One particular nasty punch sends me flying to the ground. I can taste iron on my lips.
The limbs of my body grow heavier. It’s like every single movement, even the smallest, is exhausting. My body is giving in. Well, at least I know I’ve put up a good fight. They struggled against me, and hopefully this will have bought Nova enough time to save Maddie and get the fuck out of here. Sunset Hills will thrive without me. I know they will.
They will survive.
Marcellus will survive and move on. So will Micah, and Nova.
And Lori.
Lori…
I see her image in front of me, her smile, the guarded look in her eyes. The way she constantly tries to appear composed, believing she doesn’t deserve anything good. Her former pack assaulted and used her, yet she strongly believes it’s her fault. She constantly puts her own gifts and talents down.
She is like me. The goddess put us together for a reason. Dolores and Benjamin. For her, I want to become the best person I can be, the best gamma. I want to fight against the shadows of my past, and grow, and prove to her that she deserves so much more than she believes she does. I want to have a family of my own, and I promise to the goddess that should I have a child one day, I will treat it with love and kindness and be the father I never had.
But I can’t have any of that if I am dead.
My instinct pushes me to the only presence that can save me now.I don’t know your name,I say.We have never met. I know deep inside you are hiding because you are still healing me for what our father did to us, but you don’t need to heal me anymore. We have a rank, a pack and a mate. Come out now. Let’s kick these vampires’ asses and return to our mate. And then let’s heal together.
forty-two
My Wolf
*BENJAMIN*
The walls around my mind tense up first, and a blinding headache flashes through my body, so much that I have to close my eyes. I don’t even feel the guys around me kicking or punching me anymore. The pain of my walls being ripped down is so much worse.
One by one, they crumble. Each one makes my head feel like it’s being split into pieces. When I think I can’t bear it anymore, the pain so intense I might just die from it, it stops. A dull ache, the only reminder that my head felt like it was exploding only a few seconds ago.
My human.
The fog of my mind clears up, and I can see his head. Proud and beautiful with gray fur and alert, smart eyes.
You are here,I whisper.You are really here!
I always was,he tells me.I am sorry for staying hidden for so long. I had to… to make sure we survived.
What’s your name?
Stellan,he says. He is so composed, so different to how I am, but there is an air of comfort around him that pulls me in. It feels like I finally came home, like the last piece of my being finally appeared and makes me feel whole again.
Stellan, we are dying. We can’t survive these vampires.
Let me handle it,he says, like it’s the most normal thing.I had years in which I stayed hidden, to heal. I have a lot of strength.
He is so mature. Poor Stellan… ended up with a human like me.
You are wrong to think that,he scolds.I should have been stronger, yet it took me all this time to come forward. Not even our mate bond made me strong enough. Our wonderful mate! You protected her all on your own.He pauses, looking guilty.Well, that’s a talk for later. Let me come forward.
He doesn’t need to ask twice. I take a mental step back, allowing him to take charge, and with a loud growl, I can feel him taking over my body. He shifts effortlessly, as though we weren’t bound by silver just half an hour ago. Stellan tears through the first vampire, without much effort, and then jumps onto the next.
“How is that possible?” one of the guards yells.
Stellan ignores the ruckus around us, instead focusing on the battle ahead of us. He dodges an attack and rips through that attacker.
“Master Atticus, what is happening!? His last dish contained some wolfsbane, and he should be weakened by the silver-“