The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

Chapter 185

CAMILLA’S P.O.V

Reina stilled coming to the realization that she was cornered. If she made one wrong move, Ryker was going to slit her throat and she was going to die. He was going to do it either way and I was sure she knew that too because I saw anger fuel her expression. I couldn’t help but wonder how one person could be so hateful. How could one human possess so much anger? It seemed like a sure way to become bitter and vengeful and I couldn’t help but wonder what got her to that point.

I took slow and deliberate steps towards her and I felt my power thrumming beneath the surface, as if it were pulling me closer to her. Ryker watched every move I made carefully as I stopped in front of her. I could feel the darkness emanating from deep within her bones, I wanted to reach out to touch her but when I tried, she snarled and tried to bite my hands.

“If you push your powers anywhere near me, I promise you, I will fill you up with so much darkness that you will burst,” she warned and I immediately snatched my hand back.

A light glow dropped on us and I made the mistake of momentarily looking away at the moon. That was all the time she needed to place a hand over Ryker’s and he let out a pained groan as she seared off the skin on his hand. The dagger fell and before I could grab it, she kicked it away towards the edge of the cliff. I could have either rushed for her or Ryker but in that moment, my mate was the most important. I had completely forgotten about what lay behind.

I looked at my mate and the ugly dark burn on his hand. She had seared off the entire skin leaving nothing but cartilage and bone behind. It was horrible to look at and it smelled even worse- like burned and rotten flesh.” Ryker tried to wave me off and assure me that he was okay but I wasn’t buying it one bit. He looked like he had just gone through hell. I tore a fraction of my dress and wrapped it around his arm when I heard Reina clear her throat behind me. I planned to ignore her until I heard a cry.

I whipped my head around only to see her smirking as she held my youngest in her arms. Aurora was sobbing, her cheeks wet with tears and a bright red color. Reina looked pleased with herself as she watched the helpless expressions on our faces. I didn’t need to be a witch to know that this was what she wanted all along.

“Let go of my daughter,” I said slowly but she just scoffed. “You don’t want her, you want me. I’m not fighting anymore, just give me my daughter.”

“Why would I do that?” she mused bouncing Aurora on her hip but my daughter wouldn’t stop crying. “The blood moon is high in the sky right now and do you know what that means? It means that I can perform my

ritual. You would have been an excellent candidate but a child, one devoid of any blemish would be even better.”

“No.” I warned but she ignored me.

“I heard something while I was in hiding about your children, that was why I wanted them here. One of them apparently holds powers that could rival mine. I would have liked to have both so that I could test the theory but one will do.”

Before I could ask what she meant, she pulled out a dagger from her side and stabbed it into Aurora’s chest. It felt like time had gone still for me. One second, my child was crying and the next she was still. Reina laughed as a

snapped out of his reverie first but with a snap of

a tree hard.

as

couldn’t feel a pulse on her skin neither could I feel any form of life coming from her. I refused to believe it. My daughter couldn’t be dead. I had saved people I didn’t know, I saved people unto my

powers and pushing them into her but it seemed to find its way back into my body. “You are not going to

have the power to bring someone back from the dead. You have the power to heal, you need the power of life to do that and you don’t have it. Even if you did, bringing someone back would tear you apart from the inside, you would die. Do you want that?”

a conversation I had with Lyla. She said I had the power of life. Reina didn’t know that. All this time, she had been fighting me for mere healing powers not knowing I had so much more. I picked up my daughter and placed her on the ground while kneeling next to her. I closed my eyes and concentrated. I focused on the lull of the wind and the roaring of the sea behind me. I focused on the shining moon above me

I saw her- the goddess- standing in front of me. I knew she wasn’t truly there because she stood beside that very same mirror I had seen so many times. The gaping holes were worse than before and something white leaked

do this,” she began in a warning tone. “I might not be able to save

She was your responsibility and you let her go free. You

as you are mine. I cannot hate my own. I cannot kill my own. I made an oath and I cannot interfere. I sincerely apologize, Camilla, I

She

won’t do that.”

in front of a bleeding baby and the tears running down her face. It took me a second to realize those were not tears, they were silver like whatever was leaking from my body.

soul,” I said and her face blanched. “Every single one of them carries

have

closing my

except my child in front of me. It felt like I was ripping myself

in my ear whispering. “You are so strong. I couldn’t

before I felt something hot enter my back. I couldn’t focus much on it because my child was still in front of me. I

say from behind me. “What the hell is happening? What the hell are you doing?”

her back with a wall of water that materialized out of thin air. My limbs shook

quickly as I started, I felt the power drain out of me and I had never felt so empty in my life. I knew I had