The mud felt bitter in my mouth like copper and bad memories.
I was lying in a trench my chest moving up and down fast as I stared at the backs of the men from the 4th Royal Battalion. These were the men I had helped for three years stitching them back together when they got hurt.
I tried to yell "Wait". All that came out was blood and foam.
A sharp pike was stuck in my side holding me down in the mud like an animal. And it was not the enemy who did this to me it was Sergeant Miller. The man I had saved just two days ago when he was really sick.
Miller said "Sorry, Doc" with a sneer on his face before he twisted the knife. "The General says people like you slow us down. We need the space on the wagons for the gold. Think of this as your job for the Crown."
Then they just left me there.
The rain was washing all the dirt into my wound and I started to feel a cold hard anger. I did not want to die and go to a place. I wanted to hurt Miller and see the Generals palace burn down.
[Do you really want to get at them?]
This voice was not coming from outside it was inside my bones.
I opened mhen I looked at the trail of the army that had killed me.
The Reaper's Wedding Gift (Conclusion)
The woman with hair did not move. She did not have to. The huge purple wolf standing behind her made a growl that shook the pillars in the Great Hall.
Alpha Dante yelled at her. "Elara stop this craziness!" He got angry. His muscles showed through his fancy wedding clothes as his golden fur came out. "You are on your own! You do not have a pack! I am the leader of Blackwood. I tell you to kneel down!"
Elara did not kneel down. She laughed instead. It was a sound that made all the wolves in the room feel scared.
"Tell me what to do?" she said quietly her voice getting louder because of the wolf behind her. "Dante you gave up being my leader when you chose a knife over me. You did not just kill a girl in the snow that night. You killed the thing that kept the bad things away from Blackwood."
[System Warning: Alpha Dante is trying to use 'Alpha Pressure'.]
[Counter-Measure Activated: Monarchs Suppression.]
Elara moved her hand and a wave of purple energy filled the room. Dante, the wolf in the North made a gasping sound as his knees bent. His golden eyes got wide with fear as he felt his own wolf get scared and run away.
Sienna, the woman he just married screamed as the pearls around her neck broke. "Dante do something! Kill Elara!"
Elara walked up to the raised platform her black claws touching the edge of the throne that was supposed to be hers. She leaned in close to Dantes ear smelling like thunder and flowers that grow in graveyards.
"I am not here to kill you tonight Dante " she said quietly her eyes shining with a strange dark light. "That would be too easy. I am here to show you what you threw away."
She picked up the marriage paper on the altar. When she touched it the paper caught fire. Turned to ashes before it even hit the floor.
"As of now " Elara said loudly her voice filling the scared hall "the Blackwood Pack is under my protection.. If anyone does not agree..."
She looked at the line of strong Enforcers her big wolf showing its teeth.
"Will the leader who called me 'weak' be the first to die or will he watch as I take his throne and his pack piece by piece?"
Dante looked up at her his face showing shock and surprise.. When he opened his mouth to say something back a person, in a dark hood appeared in the ceiling above pointing a silver crossbow at Elaras heart.
[Warning: Lethal Threat Detected!]
Who was the mysterious killer hiding in the shadows. Why did Dante look happy to see them instead of surprised?