Chapter 112: Fated


    Luna, stand your ground, the guards are pulling in!


    One voicees at me through my sudden hazy fog of a mind, and I am pulled back to the present


    and snapped out of my stunned shock. Aware of my wall of warm fur moving around me and then


    apanied by more as the Lunas guard seem to appear from nowhere. I guess their fight with Juan’s


    minions has finallye to an end, and they are back to performing the duty assigned to them.


    I turn my head and scan the faces of so many while I search out Radar and Sierra, barely able to catch


    a glimpse as the living wall of bodies collide around me in a massive circle like something out of a


    Hollywood battlefield. The only lightes forma full moon above and even with it’s full illumination,


    thend around me is like a creepy moving forest of aggressive groaning.


    Noise is deafening and it almost blocks out the speakers transmitting my message to Varro, to the point


    I inwardly panic that he may not hear it at all. I mentally cross my fingers and pray that carmen is


    getting somewhere with the frequency and that despite this mayhem, Varro wille.


    “We can’t just stand here like this! We need to do something!” I harshly push a gap between the wall


    before me of warm wolves and push myself between them, desperately looking for a higher vantage


    point in the hope I can see my mate or my brother. Maybe Varro is out there looking for me too, but with


    the darkness acting like a heavy cloak and the unrelenting fight closing in on us, I can’t see a thing.


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    I turn just in time to catch a glimpse of a wolf hurtling my way at speed and realize it’s flying through


    midair, it’s back to us and it’s on a collision course with my body. With its giant size and formidable


    weight, I am no match and brace myself to deflect it.


    I cower instinctively, hands flying to my abdomen and screw my eyes tight, conjuring up my energy to


    create a forcefield around me as the wolf shield closes. My guards catch the torpedo like wolf and


    brush him aside with precise skill, so he skids across the ground in dramatic fashion with a grating


    swoosh. Rolling and bumping and scraping to a halt so his facees at a point where I can open my


    eyes and see him through the legs of my cocoon. In my line of vision, his head turned to me and


    completely out cold.


    I blink at the still figure for a moment, trying to recognize the face behind the mess, and realize it’s


    Radar and that he doesn’t look so good at all. His wolf form is filthy, disheveled, and matted, ttened


    in ces and so dark from his own blood. I can tell his wound is still bleeding because Leyanne wasn’t


    able to finish what she was doing, and I have no idea where she even is now. I haven’t seen her since I


    left to look for Carmen and I haven’t seen her down here at all. The witch is good at disappearing when


    I need her the most.


    “Radar! Pull him in here!” Imand to my guards and reach out for him in panic, but he’s tugged


    away by the legs so fast I fall forward and p my palms on the ground in front of me where his hand


    was a moment ago. In the blink of an eye, he was taken right from my grasp and I mber out of my


    curled-up position to look or him.


    Crawling at speed underneath my nearest wolf to watch as Radar is dragged some mere feet from me,


    by Juan, backwards and into a clearing of space. I shove the legs of my Lycan aside in a bid to make


    them move and only just catch sight of Sierra taking a flying leap into Juan’s back as she sinks her


    teeth into Juan’s right shoulder, and he lets out an agonizing roar. The battle between the three is


    relentless and now he’s disabled Radar it looks like Sierra has gone full feral mode and now willing to


    back down.


    Leave him alone! Sierra’s linkes through loud and clear, that raging snarl, and she hauls Juan


    down to the ground with her by kicking at the back of his hind legs with her own wed feet. Swiping


    him down so she gets the upper hand and clings to him like a leech. Why don’t you just die! I’m so sick


    of you! What’s left for you to fight for? You destroyed everything for your own greed and there’s nothing


    left for you to do except die and leave my pack alone, you filthy bastard. Sierra’s venomes through


    in the pack link, so venomous I feel it, and Juan rolls to try and dislodge her.


    Oh sweetheart, my intention is to do just that and take you with me! It’s all I have left. Taking my mate


    and leaving this world together so our souls are forever intwined in the next world. He cackles within


    the link, that once authoritative and deep tone sounding more like a mad man and higher than I ever


    recall.


    Screw you. She stays with me and you will suffer in a cage until you die of old age, regretting


    everything you ever did to her and this pack!


    Radar regains some equilibrium,ing back to his senses, pulling himself up to intervene between


    the feuding mates. He seems to use thest of his strength to deliver a brutal blow to Juan’s face and


    neck, gouging at him with all the hatred he has. I can feel his energy waning, knowing the toxin in his


    blood is sapping all he has and the frequency is starting to affect everyone out here. I can sense my


    pack around me struggling hard to stay on top of the creatures they are fighting, to stay in lycanthrope


    form, and I frantically look around for a sign of Varro or Colton. Beginning to feel panic rising in my


    stomach as we race against the effects of this damn weapon.


    My own guards meet a collision off feral beings as three of them rush at us and I am pulled away from


    the scenario between Radar, Juan, and Sierra and must help defend with my own powers. Throwing


    vampires back and sending them scattering while trying to be careful not to hit my own with my bursts


    of energy throws. I grasp handfuls of energy like pops of boulders, tossing them out through the


    wolves, hitting, pushing, driving back these ugly demons. It takes all my concentration and with every


    single throw, I lose a little of my energy as tiredness begins to drive in at me from all angles.


    My full focus is drawn to helping, fighting my own fatigue thates upon me faster than before and I


    know the sound is having an effect on me and my gifts. I struggle to hold on, but my eye is yanked


    back to Sierra as she appears in the left of my field of vision, this time free from Juan and instead she


    collides with a huge, winged hybrid as he takes her down mid run. I can’t ignore it, as it’s bigger than


    here even in wolf form and seems stronger than the things we intercepted at the forest battle.


    “Sierra!” I cry out, turning my attention to her and muster up a ball of energy as big as a ser ball and


    throw it right at the vampire’s head. Using my left hand to reach out and grasp with my telekinesis


    ability as the vampire is thrust sideways, I catch him, lift and hurl him away from my Rema with invisible


    touch. Palming my hands together in a p, I yank them apart and split a pathway of bodies in front of


    me, sliding everything side, so I have a clear route to Sierra. My instinct taking over and boosting my


    power for me as I move without thought, my whole head on keeping her alive.


    I take a run for her, so intent on being by her side and helping protect her, when Radar skids across my


    path in front of me, shifting back to human and I’m halted by the sight of him. His body drenched in


    blood, and sweat, and his wounds from ws are not healing as fast as they should. He’s pale, almost


    lifeless as he slumps on the debris strewn ground, spent of life force, and I focus my gifts on him as a


    vampire takes a potluck shot at leaping towards him. I throw it back, throw my hands wide and scatter


    everyone closing in on Radar, tumbling them like dominoes with this new burst of intense power I seem


    to have found. Sierra is fast and, in a sh, she sprints to his side, pulling him into her as she too turns


    human and cradles him in her arms, shielding him protectively.


    “Leyanne, where the hell are you??” I scream out into the havoc around me, losing my cool, my voice


    hoarse and raw with the instant wash of intense emotion at seeing Radar this way and quickly have to


    go back to scattering any who make a move on him. Juan appears to my left, running fast and takes a


    leap right at my human pair. Putting his all into a flying assault as he thrusts his ws forward with


    deadly intent. I lift my arms, muster all I have left to form a body sized orb and thrust it towards the man


    with vengeance, over the top of the two people I must protect against all costs.


    Juan is hit face on, startled to a midair stop and then momentum hurtles him backwards like he was


    just smashed with a freight train. He is blown tens of feet backwards into the heaving crowd of battling


    enemies and disappears into the chaos. Like being swallowed into a sea of moving darkness.


    “Stay with me. Hold on I can heal you a little.” Sierra’s weeping voicees through at me, despite


    everything assaulting my senses, it’s clear as a bell. I run quickly to slide down beside them, crunching


    to a halt on the gravel of the dirt track, stones biting into my knees and shins. My guards following to


    create an ever-present barrier and they nk around us in a circle to stop the ever-attacking creatures


    on all sides.


    “Let me see. How bad is it?” I push Sierra back a little to find her cradling Radar like a child in her arms,


    huddling him against her body as her tears drip down her face andnd on his naked torso. Creating


    small rivulets of exposed clean flesh through the bloodied mask that covers his entire skin and it almost


    kills me. He’s a mess. Covered in shes, and bites, and his exposed skin has that awful blue tinge of


    slow silver poisoning as it continues to spread. I know it’s abination of the wolfsbane and the


    frequency and he’s dying in front of me a slow and painful death.


    “Tell me what to do…. How to help.” I beg Sierra but she seems lost in her own head while staring at


    him, like she’s about to breakdown and lose all control. Her panic and pain ebbing my way. I am on the


    verge of all out hyperventting, terrified of losing radar this way.


    “Ummm…. Heal…I.. I…I don’t know if I can heal this. It’s bad, real bad. We need Leyanne.” She sobs a


    little, stuttering her words, shaking as she grips him, yet pulls her hand from his and ignites her blue


    glow slowly and surely within her palm. Despite not thinking she can do this; I know she won’t give up


    on Radar and will try with all her might.


    Her light is duller than normal, and it takes time for it to extend to the full hand and then up her arm


    before she ces it over his chest where her fingers cover his heart. Sying them out and pushing


    what she can through to him in the hopes it’s enough to undo the poison. I stare, suddenly still as a


    statue and hold my breath.


    “Radar…. Open your eyes. Look at me.” Sierra begs him, pleads with a raspy and broken tone, her


    tears falling freely and yet he seems lifeless. I grip his other hand in mine, pulling myself to the opposite


    side to Sierra, and we both lean over him to shield him from what’s going on around us. Creating a


    protective barrier of calm so she can do something to help him recover even a little. I curse under my


    breath and pray that the damn witches to us.


    My wolves are giving their all, fighting on, some to the death, and yet here we are in an almost quiet


    space. Trapped in our own little ce as if this is the only important thing in the world right now, and


    somehow padded against the atrocity happening around us. The three of us, in the eye of the storm.


    “You can’t leave us.” I whisper to Radar softly, leaning to his ear, holding his hand in mind with a gentle


    looseness. His palm is mmy, yet his fingers are cold, and I have to bite back the tidal wave of


    emotions threatening to break from within me. I’m scared. I’m inadequate in this moment and I’m


    mentally screaming for my mate toe and be the leader he always is. He would know what to do.


    “Sierra…” Radar’s voice jolts me out of my nk zoning out and I blink at his face as he tries to move


    his body a little. Coming to from what I assume was unconsciousness and flutters hisshes as his


    eyes begin to open. His face is a mess, covered in dirt, grime, and blood, but his scratches and cuts


    are slowly receding as her magic does its work. Even thinking she’s too weak to undertake something


    like this, Radar’s skin is pinking up and his deepest wounds are starting to close albeit very slowly. I


    guess having the kind of love for him has an effect to how potent her skills can be. She is literally giving


    it her all to save him. I almost cry in joy as I watch a deep gash over his white eye close fully.


    “I’m right here.” She whispers softly and tilts her head so she can look at his face, brushing his hair


    from his forehead as she lowers her chin and stares at him with unconcealed adoration. My heart jolts


    at the obvious love in her eyes and the gentle affection of her touch on him.


    Radar sighs heavily, fully opens his eyes and looks directly at me before flickering his gaze to the one


    leaning over him. A moment of pause and hesitation as he realizes he is wrapped in her arms and his


    head is in herp. He seems surprised for a moment, shifts his body to pull himself up and avoid her


    eye like he always does, but Sierra is too fast. She firmly catches his jaw in her free hand and yanks


    his face to her, before leaning down and shocking us both with a feather like peck of a kiss on his lips.


    It’s so fast that neither of us saw iting and Radar’s eyes snap open wide in utter shock and rm


    as it registers what she just did to him.


    I swallow hard and let out a half-choked cough andugh at the sheer boldness of my mother-inw. I


    shouldn’t feel happiness at a moment like this, but I am both impressed and mentally air punching her a


    high five. It’s about time she showed Radar that she has him in her heart.


    Go girl.


    I know she’s ovee with emotion and seeing him start to heal was obviously a catalyst for this


    sweet kiss. She doesn’t let him loose, instead pulls his face towards her to keep him locked in position


    in her grasp so she can continue healing him.


    That’s when their eyes finally meet.


    And then something I never expected could ever happen in this lifetime, especially with a marked wolf.


    It hits in the whirlwind of this battlefield as both jolt in shock and fall apart with the sudden blow and I


    witness something for the second time in my life. Something you can’t misunderstand when you


    witness it as I do.


    Radar and Sierra imprint right before my very eyes.