Luna, stand your ground, the guards are pulling in!
One voice comes 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
accompanied by more as the Lunas guard seem to appear from nowhere. I guess their fight with
Juan's minions has finally come 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 light comes forma full moon above and even with it's full
illumination, the land 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 will come.
"We can't just stand here like this! We need to do something!â 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.
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 face comes 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,
flattened in places 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.
âRadar! Pull him in here!â I command to my guards and reach out for him in panic, but heâs tugged
away by the legs so fast I fall forward and slap 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 clamber 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 heâs disabled Radar it looks like Sierra has gone full feral mode and now
willing to back down.
Leave him alone! Sierra's link comes 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 clawed 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
venom comes 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, coming back to his senses, pulling himself up to intervene between
the feuding mates. He seems to use the last 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 that comes 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.
âSierra!â I cry out, turning my attention to her and muster up a ball of energy as big as a soccer ball
and throw it right at the vampires 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 slap, 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 claws 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 flash, she sprints to his side,
pulling him into her as she too turns human and cradles him in her arms, shielding him protectively.
âLeyanne, where the hell are you??â 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 claws
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.â Sierra's weeping voice comes 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 flank around us in a circle to stop the ever-
attacking creatures on all sides.
âLet 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 and land 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 slashes, and bites, and his exposed skin has that
awful blue tinge of slow silver poisoning as it continues to spread. I know it's a combination of the
wolfsbane and the frequency and heâs dying in front of me a slow and painful death.
âTell me what to do.... How to help.â I beg Sierra but she seems lost in her own head while staring at
him, like sheâs about to breakdown and lose all control. Her panic and pain ebbing my way. I am on
the verge of all out hyperventilating, terrified of losing radar this way.
âUmmm... Heal...I. I... don't know if I can heal this. It's bad, real bad. We need Leyanne.â 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 places it over his chest where her fingers cover his heart. Splaying 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.
âRadar... Open your eyes. Look at me.â 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 witch comes 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 place 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.â I whisper to Radar softly, leaning to his ear, holding his hand in mind with a
gentle looseness. His palm is clammy, 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 to come and be the leader he always is. He would know what
to do.
âSierra...â Radars voice jolts me out of my blank 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 his lashes 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 sheâs 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.
âI'm right here.â 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 her lap. 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 it coming and Radarâs eyes snap open wide in utter
shock and alarm as it registers what she just did to him.
I swallow hard and let out a half-choked cough and laugh at the sheer boldness of my mother-in-
law. 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 sheâs overcome 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 canât misunderstand
when you witness it as I do.
Radar and Sierra imprint right before my very eyes.000