Mated To My Sister’s Alpha Fiance

Chapter 127
Skylar
“No!” I scream, adrenaline surging through my veins in response to the carnage before me. My hands itch with the need to do something, anything,
‘Don’t lose focus, Skylar. Lucas tells me through the mind-link. He is trying to sound calm, but even I can tell he is upset by the killings.
And, because my mate is upset, I can’t calm down myself either. I’m shaking on top of Lucas’ back as I whisper. “But they are all…..gone….our pack members are dead…“
‘I know, but we can grieve later, Lucas assures me as he quickly evades Arachne’s giant hand. She is trying to swat us down from the sky. She keeps clawing at us, and Lucas flaps his wings furiously to speed up his pace. “F*ck she is fast!’
I hold on to Lucas’ scales for dear life. Arachne keeps trying to smack him down, and Lucas whimpers when she manages to grip his tail.
“Got you, little dragon!”
With a triumphant hiss, Arachne reels Lucas closer, her fangs gleaming dangerously in the moonlight. I can feel the pain radiating off him as her grip tightens around his tail.
“No” I cry out, my hands to
lien a portal for us to escape, but I’m too tired. I’ve used up too much magic and close my eyes as I try to come up with an idea.
Sadly, nothing comes to mind. Lucas keeps struggling while our pack members are desperately trying to save their Alpha by biting into Arachne’s feet.
I doubt that she can feel it. She ignores the werewolves and opens her mouth as if wanting to devour Lucas and me with him. A hundred pointy teeth are below us, and panic bubbles up within me. If we don’t do something, we will die!
With that in mind, I shout at Lucas. “Can’t you shape-shift into the same creature Arachne is?”
‘No, I have already tried to turn into a drider, but my magic wont f*king let me!”

“Well… that’s a bummer,” I say in a voice way too calm for the situation, considering we are close to death.
Lucas is trying to break free from Arachne, but her hands circle around his body, her huge fingers dangerously close to my body.
“You’re going to be such a snack,” she mumbles. “Eating you will make me stronger, too.”
I meet her gigantic eye and yelp. “What about trying to become a larger dragon? Can’t you do that?!”
‘I…I don’t think I would be able to control myself if I grew any larger than this!”
et eaten fo
my mate. “We are about to f*ck’s sake!”
wl vibrates from Luca*’s chest, the sound tinged with desperation and fear. But I don’t think it’s the fear of nim trembling. It’s the fear of losing control.
say in a pleading voice. “Can’t you just try…for my sake?”
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He pauses before a sigir leaves his lips. “Fine Filtry, he finally gets our through clenched teeth, struggling against Arache’s monstrous grip. His body shudders beneath me, sales ripuding s if alive
An urgent pulse hums through my veins as I tighten my grip on his scales, my heart pounding in anticipation As1 do this, 1 can feel a change in Lucas His body begins to expand and chilt beneath me, se ales sprouting and spreading like wild by
His growl turns into a roar as he grows larger, each exhale rattling my bones and echoing through the dark forest around us Arachne hisses in alarm, her hold on Lucas loosening in he continues to grow.
With a swift jerk of his body, Lucas manages to break free from her grasp. Her surprised screech echoes throughout the clearing as she stumbles backward, trying to regain her footing
Lucas takes advantage of her momentary confusion and whirls around to face her head on. He is bigger now, his body almost dwarfing Arachne’s massive form.
Out of nowhere, he jumps over Arachne’s helpless form and pushes her to the ground. His clave penetrate her chest, and he opens his mouth to let out a beam of black-and-white fire. It engulls Arachne’s spider body entirely, and her shrill screams
fill the air.
“No! You can’t do this! No! Stop!”
The pack members stop in their movements to stare at the spectacle unfolding before them their Alpha growing large enough to rival their enemy and burning her to a crisp.
Their eyes are wide with disbelief and fear. Amid the silence, the only sounds come from Luc*s’s savage growl and Arachne’s shrieking pleas for mercy.
In the throes of his transformation, Lucas is unrecognizable. Half of his body is black with a leather clad wing that appears downright demonic, while the other side is white and soft with an angelic, feathery wing.
His intentions, however, are far from angelic.
Another roars, tears from his mouth, revealing nothing of the gentle soul I remember. Then, with his teeth bared in a snarl, Lucas leans down toward Arachne’s writhing form, her spider legs kicking wildly in an attempt to fight him off. But it’s futile. He’s too big, too strong-
“No!” Arachne cries in a weak voice. “Don’t do it!”