Mated To The Lycan King

Chapter 84

We were running hard and fast and closing in the gap on Dexter. I could even smell his fear as we closed in on him. I was thriving on it, using it to help power Charlotte and myself through the wild run up the mountain and back down it. When running downhill, it was when I really gained speed. So much so, I began to pull away from the rest of the pack behind us.

"Babe, slow down," Everest called.

I ignored him and his commands, only because I knew I was getting close, I could feel it inside of me. His scent was strong, powerful. He must have scraped himself pretty well, seeing how I was coming across traces of blood. Charlotte growled when she caught a glimpse of him crossing the top of the mountain.

"Charlotte, stop." Everest came across our mind, trying to order us to stop. We couldn't let him get away, not this time. I could feel our adrenaline coursing through our veins, filling our bloodstream with power and strength. We pushed to our max, as we sprinted forwards. I topped the mountain and lunged from the peak of the mountain. From here I could hear the squealing sounds of tires hugging around the curves, making their way to intercept him at their meeting point.

I had him in my sight when he came to a halt, turning around and facing me. He couldn't help himself. He let out a growl and, surprisingly, Charlotte's growl sounded more dangerous. We crashed into him, our bodies colliding together, tumbling the rest of the way down the mountain side. We hit rocks, broke trees, fought and clawed one another as we toppled together, fighting for dominance over one another. He was strong but he seemed to have weakened over the last few weeks. Being alone, without family, love, support, and loyalty from others would do it to you.

We reached the bottom of the hill as I was now on top of him. He crashed into a huge boulder, his head connected with the rock. The sound of his skull cracking. He let out a howl as I went to clamp around his neck. When I bit into flesh, it wasn't the soft tender flesh of his neck, rather his arm and paw. He was shoving me off of him. I used my free hand to slam into his chest, my claws digging into him. He snapped and bit my arm. I let out a painful howl.

"Get off of him you b***h!" A growl from a woman came from behind me.

I ignored her, Dexter's eyes going wide, looking behind me. I heard the pounding of paws against the earth, getting louder the closer they got. As Dexter was distracted, I bit him again, this time my teeth sinking into his neck and shoulder. A scream of horror sounded behind me as blood began pouring out of Dexter. He was still putting up a fight, but he was weak now. He locked his mouth around my arm and though it hurt, I kept my jaws locked onto his neck.

I shook my head viciously, ripping a huge hunk of meat and fur away from his body. Blood spurted out of him as he was forced to shift to his human form. He was dying, blood was pouring out faster than he could heal. I stood over him, my legs on either side of his weak and dying body, dropping his flesh next to his face, watching him closely.

I felt small fangs rip at my back and I reached behind me and saw the little red and white wolf from earlier. Fear and anger were in her eyes. I took her and in one swift motion separated her head from the rest of her body.

"Avalynn!" I heard my mate's voice from behind. I turned around, still in my Lycan form, and looked at him. He was angry, nearly seething, but fear lingered behind that anger. He was worried. I understood. I knew I was in trouble, but I didn't care. I had ended it. Well, it almost ended. He was almost dead. I turned away from my mate and leaned in towards Dexter's bloodied body, whispering to him. "We warned you, several times. Why do they want you?" I questioned him.

gasped for air, "What?" He gurgled as

you helping the witches

he turned his head, looking away. He was now looking at Miranda and Brent before he

was then that I slammed my fist through his chest, my claws digging into his warm and dead

called

shifted back to my human form and sighed. I slipped into his mind and found worry and anger. He was worried I would die before he reached us. Scared that he wouldn't have enough time to help me if I needed it. He wanted to be able to protect

I simply

He yelled at

what I did was dangerous. I couldn't let him get away again. Not this

yourself in!? What if there was an ambush? What if he overpowered you?" He took a step forward. My eyes glanced back at our people and back to

I was faster. I was able to catch up with him. He would have

pushed

comes first. I am the only one in our entire Kingdom who

to me and took my face between his hands and kissed me roughly, pulling my body to his. He broke the kiss and looked me up and down. "When I tell you something it is for a reason. I did not give a damn if he was able to get away. My worry was about my mate and keeping you safe. You have to understand that. I know you are skillful and powerful, but you are still

moved away from his arms. I looked over and Brent was kneeling down by his brother's corpse. He mumbled something and then fire engulfed his brother's body. "We should make sure our friends are okay." I looked back up to

over to Brent and Miranda. We stopped just behind him as Brent stood up, stepping back away from his brother's

anything to you?" Miranda asked

and to be commanding over all mystical beings. They obviously left him to fend