Chapter 352: Face to face with evil...

Lyla

I tried to get up, to crawl my way to Ramsey.

If only I could move to where he lay, I could heal him. I could heal them all. A strangled sob escaped my throat as grief settled over me. I wanted to cry, to wail like Neriah when she had seen Rian lying next to Thames, both of them lifeless.

Just as the feeling settled over me, I heard a still voice.

"Lyla!"

It was Nymeris.

"Nym," I settled for a minute, straining to listen, "Is that you?"

There was silence for a bit, almost when I thought she wouldn’t answer, a soft murmur came.

"Lie on your side, Lyla, you’ll hurt the babies if you lie on your belly."

"Ramsey," I breathed out, "Everyone was hit, Nym... Maybe they’re dead."

"Hysterics and grief would do nothing for you. If you don’t want to end up dead like Neriah, you’ll do as I have told you. Lie on your back!"

I sighed, rolling my eyes. Nymeris was never sweet. The only time she acted tender towards me was the day I had to kill her. With the strength in me, I managed to roll back until I was lying on my back.

My hands touched my belly, wondering if the babies were doing fine.

"It’s dangerous to transform into your wolf form when you’re pregnant," Nymeris’s voice filtered into my mind again. So, it’ll be you doing all the fighting, but I’ll help you. You can do a lot in your human form, even though you’re not properly healed. We don’t have much time, so we’ll do our best."

"I thought you died," I murmured, confused "Or did everything just happen in my memory?"

"I’m here for the babies, Lyla. If you die, then I’ll be completely gone, which is what I’m trying to prevent. We have the twins to worry about, including the future."

I nodded.

her presence flooded me like fire, giving me strength. My muscles unlocked, my vision cleared, and I roused myself to my feet just as a Feral launched itself

it with a burst of white light. It dissolved

I bent to check Ramsey, Nymeris’s voice filtered into my ears. "He’s fine, Lyla. You can come

These weren’t the weakened creatures we’d just defeated –

and every combat skill I learned. Without my wolf form, I had to rely on speed and precision rather

I kept blasting white light from my hands, cutting through Feral after Feral. But for every one I

me, but were quickly overwhelmed. These Ferals fought with intelligence and coordination—nothing like the mindless

while trying to reach Caius and Terra. But I was tiring fast. The exertion of using my abilities, combined with the physical demands

Then I saw them.

cold as I recognized them—the same seven

Seeing them again could only mean one thing: Xander was nearby, and they’d been hunting for me

the chaotic battle around us, they moved patiently like they had the whole time

backed toward where Ramsey and the others lay motionless, keeping myself between them and the advancing Ferals. My hands glowed with white light, but I felt something was

then," I whispered, raising my hands in a fighting stance.

circled, studying me. Then, without warning, all seven launched themselves

slowed as I watched death rushing toward me from every angle, knowing

***

of the creatures jerked backwards mid-leap, a tranquillizer

tactical crossbow already loaded with another dart. He was bleeding from his head, arms... There were also blood-stained patches on

shouted

one of the three priestesses, who had come with Terra to White

threw herself at the nearest Feral without hesitation, pulling a dagger

brightly with protective ward magic that sent the

me

I had left, I launched myself at the closest Feral. White light erupted from my fists as I struck its chest, and the magic burned through its flesh like acid.

doubled over, I grabbed its head

but I was ready. I caught its arm mid-swing and twisted, using its momentum to flip it over my

them, breathing hard. The white light was

immediately. The dart puncture sealed itself. The knife wound knitted together.

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