Chapter 128
Chapter 129
Ayla
Hearing Della’s garbage spew from her mouth is enough for me to lose control. What little I had over my wolf and whatever runs through my veins is gone. Seeing Thane reach towards her, whether it was in anger or sympathy was Aramana’s tipping point. I can feel the energy thrumming through my veins. I can feel Thane’s apprehension through the bond when I yell no, but I can’t slow myself down to think about my actions. I am overcome with anger and pain. It rises up like a tidal wave to overtake me. The things she said are just the start of the numerous amounts of feelings and wrong thoughts I have dealt with since I was abducted. I am tired of getting to a good place just to have the pain and guilt crash through me and smother the good. In this moment, I am zeroed in on Thane’s arm and Della’s words. Before I can blink, I react.
I look within and find my blue thread and yank it. Thane is shot away from us and the force slides him across the floor of the porch. I don’t even spare him a glance before I grab Della, tugging the thread and enclosing us in my shield. Della looks all around us, placing her hands up against the shield and pushing, banging on it in an attempt to free herself. It won’t work.
“Let me out of here right now you dumb bitch. I don’t care if you are the luna, I am not afraid of you and your stupid bubble. Let. Me. Out!” she says with such malice and anger. Flashing her teeth at me and growling like I have to answer to her. To anyone. I can faintly hear Thane get up and start beating on the shield. Yelling something to the effect of “Don’t do this” or “You don’t want to live with this.” I am not sure. It is muffled and I am too full of hate to care. I can smell the fear rolling of Della. She says one thing, but her body betrays her. I am sure she can smell the determination and lack of fear on me.
Her eyes go wide as I partial shift my fingers into my claws. I still need to figure out how this partial shifting works, but I guess as long as it does when I need it to, I don’t care. “You’re not going anywhere.” I tell her and I mean it. “I told you; I am not afraid of you so let me the hell out.” she yells, but it is pointless. We have already made up our mind. My wolf wants to protect, and she only sees one way to do that. My wolf has full control at this point. I couldn’t take over if I wanted to. “Your heart can no longer belong to Thane.” I tell her. “Why?” she asks, brows furrowed, but her anger is starting to tick up. I grab her right shoulder and dig my nails in while taking my other clawed hand and ram it through her ribcage, pulling out her still beating heart from her chest cavity. “Because, you no longer have one p>
She takes a few agonal breaths as her eyes roll back into her head and her body becomes a pale gray color and she drops to the ground. Her heart still beating in my right hand. I quickly drop it on top of her and pull on my blue thread again, letting down my shield. I stand there, staring over her deceased body. Satisfaction coursing through my veins. Aramana is satisfied that she protected her mate, her pack.
I don’t know how long I stand over her staring before a slight touch to my shoulder has me jumping back and thumping into Thane’s firm body behind me. He slowly starts walking around me carefully, like he is trying not to spook a wounded animal and stands in front of me, completely blocking Della’s body from my line of sight. I look up to his eyes and where I thought I would see anger, I see only care and gentleness.
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