My Hunted Mate
Sixty One

Corinna

My head begins to spin, my heart aches and my eyes fill with untameable tears. I shift back unwillingly and without realising.

My legs instantly give out, making me drop to my knees on the grass below me. My fingers knot into my hair, no doubt leaving more blood in the strands as I pull at it, sobbing uncontrollably.

Flashes of his smile, his loving touches and the happy moments we shared go through my mind and suddenly I'm thinking of all the memories we never got to make, the kisses we never got to have, the hugs, the smiles, the laughter, he never got to witness our child's first words, or first steps.

Our son will never know his father.

Rage boils through my blood, completely overwhelming the world shattering grief I'm feeling. Standing to my feet, I begin to march across the grass toward my uncle, who watching with a sick, triumphant glint in his eyes.

My hands bunch into fists in front of me, loud chants fall from my lips, as my hands shake and I snap my fists open, a how! of pain sounds from my uncle's wolf as I force him to shift back into his human form. Wolves come at me from either side as I get closer to their alpha, but they end up with either their neck snapped or their heart torn from their bodies without mercy. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

My chanting only stops when my uncle's body in laying on the grass, panting heavily from the pain of his forced shift. I roughly grab him by his hair, forcing his head upwards, which in turn he is forced to follow, until he is kneeling in front of me.

" You think you've won. " I growl, extending my claws and slashing them down the right side of his face.

He lets out a painful scream until he morphs into a laugh. * Of course I have, you have

nothing left. *

" You may have taken my mate, for that you'll suffer, but I still have this clan, I have a family, a son. Which is more than I can say for you. "I taunt, making his face drop.

" That's right, I tore out your only son's throat. He bled to death alone, because you couldn't just leave me be. " I continue, slashing my claws across his chest, leaving deep gushing wounds behind.

"I couldn't leave you be. " Cain grunts.

My fist roughly smashes into his nose, a sickening crack cuts through the air. " Why! " I shout, bringing my fist down again and again and again.

Cain coughs, blood sputters out of his mouth. I grab his neck roughly, digging my claws into his flesh just enough to draw blood. " Answer me! "I scream.

Around me, the vampires and wolves continue to fight, the numbers are still too large and I know in the back of my head this could still go either way and I should be helping them, but all I can focus on is making the man in front of me pay for what he's done.

My uncle's voice snaps me from my thoughts, causing me to glare down at him and listen to his words, but the sound of his voice only increases my rage.

" T-Thomas, he was supposed to be Alpha, but I was stronger than him, our father made us fight for the Alpha title and I won. " He coughs.

"1 wanted Elliot to be Alpha, he deserved it more than some half breed filth! * He growls, wincing when I push my claws further into his neck. " But you, you could've taken the pack from him, from me. Your presence on the earth isn't right! You're an abomination! *

" You hunted me for years, you killed countless friends of mine and you killed my mate, over a

fucking title?! " I seethe, hearing enough.

Gripping both of his upper arms, I tilt my head up to the sky, closing my eyes as I dig my claws into the flesh causing him to flinch in pain, I begin to chant loudly, twisting my claws in his arms until I rip them clean off of his body, a loud scream erupts from his lips.

His legs begin to snap and reshape as I continue to chant, another scream of pain echoes through the woods. Looking down at him with disgust, I grip his face roughly in my hands.

" Since I'm your biggest obsession, my face is the last you'll ever see. " I whisper harshly, digging my claws into his eyes, he continues to scream over and over again.

My cruel acts are cut short by a loud and familiar roar echoing through the sky, so loudly that I and no doubt everyone around me flinches. Realising what's happening, I turn and scream. * Get down! *

Dropping to the floor myself, I raise my palms upwards, changing until a bubble of energy forms around me, I look over at the members of the clan, finding my enchantment as worked and they are also protected. My vision is clouded by fire, forming around the bubble I've protected myself in like lava. This continues for a series of moments until finally it stops, I drop the spell and stand to my feet, coughing lightly as the smoke around me enters my lungs.

Everything has turned black, the bodies of the wolves from my old pack are all nothing but ash, including my father and uncle.

Everyone in the clan, begins to gather around looking at the scene in front of them in silence, no doubt confused as to what just happened. The ground shakes as the huge familiar amber and gold dragon lands on the grass, a couple of the vampires around me automatically take a step back.

Suddenly, Lila and Dahlia are coming towards us, Atticus has now shifted back and is also walking over to me. Dyna is in Dahlia's arms, giggling as her little body bounces from the woman holding her running.

" Atticus, thank you. " I tell him as he gets closer to me.

He nods, then pauses. " The man responsible for Helena? *

" Burnt to a crisp, they all are. " I assure him.

"1 can't believe you left my newborn nephew with Phoenix of all people! I cannot wait to meet little Elias! Where is my brother, I need to congratulate him! " Dahlia grins as she walks toward us.

My heart immediately clenches at the sight of her blue eyes, that are so similar to her brother's, I can't hold eye contact with her.

The rage that had distracted me from my grief is now long gone and the deep feeling of sorrow and emptiness continues to grow inside me rapidly.

" Where is Mal? " Dahlia asks again, this time there is an edge to her voice.

The sob that escapes my lips, must have answered her well enough because she too begins to cry. " No, no, no. This is not, he's not. * She whispers, her voice breaking dramatically. * My brother is not dead! He can't be! " She shouts.

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