Seeing blood trickle down Dereks leg while the knife is slowly pulled out sends a new wave of rage through my core. Then watching the hunter turn to me with a sadistic smile and the bloody knife in hand had me teetering on the edge of my control.

"Watch closely mutt, I think I need to even his legs out... what do you think?" The hunter chuckled after another two rogues grabbed me from behind.

"Lay one finger on him again and I promise you'll wish you killed me." I says deadly calm and serious after retracting my claws.

My wolf and I are furious at all this man has done. Both on the edge of losing the little control we have, fighting the urge to rip them to shreds.

"Well, you did just kill one of my mutts. Perhaps I should kill someone of yours, Patrick here seems to be yours now..." he says walking towards him.

Patrick is fighting against the rogue but failing, given their size difference. I quickly look over to Derek to see his bleeding has slowed down, he looks weak but his wolf is doing what he should.

"It's funny that you have sided with this bìťćh and it's going to cost you your life, you traitorous mutt!" The hunter snarls.

"If she gets out then I dont care! You've taken everything from me anyway!" Patrick growls back at him.

"Oh, you mean that dear brother of yours? The one that got you in this mess?" The hunter chuckles.

"Yes. The only family I had that you killed!" Patricks got tears in his eyes but he's not sad, he's angry.

The hunter walks up to him, knife in hand still. Leaning closer to his face, gliding the knife over his cheek.

"We never killed your brother, the bìťćh you're trying to protect did. Believe me, he was too good to kill." The hunter sneers, taking a few steps back.

Patricks face just pales before looking over at me, shock clear on his face.

"You killed him?" He whispers painfully.

"Yes she did!" The hunter pipes in first, "Remember that mission we told you he died on? Three of our men dead by her hand, your brother being one of them!" He yells while pointing at me.

"You tell him that, like it was my mission to find and kill them! They came to our territory and attacked me when I was alone, I didn't even know him!" I yell at the hunter.

Patrick just looks at me with so much hurt on his face that it rips me apart. He always knew his brother had died but to find out it was by my hand during that attack, he must hate me.

"I'm so sorry, Patrick... If it wasn't life or death, I wouldn't have." I tell him truthfully.

"He was still a teenager Mila... He had so much still to live for... Atleast if this pŕìćķ kills me, I'll be with him again." Patrick says slouching, giving up on the fight.

We can hear fighting outside, what I'm assuming is rogues and Dereks main force fighting each other. Between growls, gun shots and yelling my brain is going into over load with what's going on.

Wait, he said teenager! My wolf chimes in while I'm working out a game plan.

I look up to see the hunter go towards Derek again, seeming happy with Patricks misery.

"Wait!" Everyone looks over to me.

"If he's who I think he is, your brother is alive." I say looking Patrick in the eye to show I'm serious.

He just mutters a quiet "sure", clearly not believing me.

"Look at me Patrick." I plead. He turns his head to face me slightly.

"Sam's alive." I whisper so low, only the wolves would have heard us.

His face flashes with shock and what I'm guessing is disbelief that I got the name right. That's got to be a good sign, right?

The next thing I hear is Dereks pain filled yell again. Turning to look at him, only to see that ďàmń knife im his other leg.

I start pulling at the men holding me, needing to stop this torture on my mate. My rage resurfacing from seeing the pain he's in.

As the hunter pulls it out, a smirk evident on his face, he raises his knife slowly. Tracing it up Derek's leg, gliding up his stomach before settling over his chest.

I can feel my self control snapping as I watch the silver slowly moving up to where Dereks heart sits. My wolf and I gradually getting to breaking point from feeling helpless.

The hunter pushes slightly into Dereks chest, enough to cause a trail if blood to come out. Derek groans from the pain, but is too weak from everything else to do anything.

Derek looks up to face me, helplessness clear on his face. An alpha feeling helpless is never a good thing. "I'm sorry Mila. I love you." He whispers before dropping his head down in defeat.

Mate's given up! My wolf growls.

No... he can't! I growl back.

"How about I'll drive this memorable knife right.... here..." he says while slowly carving a line over Dereks peck, above his heart. Dereks making pain filled groans and yells but making no effort to fight.

Why wont you fight back?! I link him

Because they gave my some injection and I'm too weak. I'm sorry baby. He replies quietly, while the hunter puts his knife over the new wound.

They drugged him! I snarl.

They're about to kill him! My wolf snarls back.

Something snaps in both my wolf and I at the realization we are about to lose our mate. It's like a surge of adrenaline courses through us, amplifying everything.

My claws come out in full as my hand gets covered in fur, canines becoming completely visible, my ears even semi transform and my legs half turn into my wolves. I've never been half in my human form and half in my wolf form before. Only claws and canines for a fight are able to be called on when needed.

The half transformation is painful but our rage seems to block most of it. When it's over, it's like my wolf and I are both in control. Our rage combined in a fury so intense compared to anything I've felt before.

We let out a growl so loud the house shakes and the fighting outside seems to stop.

We rip out of the hold we were in before turning to snarl at the rogues who simply cower away.

We turn to the hunter to see panic on his face. Slowly stalking towards him with a low growl, he pulls out a second blade to point up at me.

"Stay back! Or I'll kill him!" He yells pathetically.

"I warned you to let us go... No more chances..." my wolf and I say together. My voice a deathly combination of us both.

"Well, if I'm dead... I'm taking someone with me!" He yells before turning towards Derek.

I lunge at him as he drives the blade into Derek. In my rage I tackle him to the floor, growling in his face while he gives me a weak chuckle, like he isn't about to die.

"At least I'm taking someone with me..." he groans out.

Looking at Derek, my world shatters in front of me at the sight of him on the floor with a knife in his chest and his eyes closed.

I let out a pain filled angry howl before turning to the hunter beneath me and snarl at him.

"I'd have loved to repay all the pain you've done to me, but you're not worth his life." I snarl before I drag my claws harshly across his chest where his heart sits.

He's gushing blood from how deep my claws went in. He'll die but it'll be painful and take at most five minutes.

Running towards Dereks form, he's breathing but it's low. I'm panicked at what I'm seeing. He's pale, his breathing is labored and I'm not sure how to help him.

The doors fly open while I'm trying to get him to wake up. Katy runs over with Trav and others following. Everything just feels like white noise while all I can register is my own voice yelling at Derek to wake up.

I feel hands pull me away while I struggle to pull against them, all I can do is watch Katy pull the knife out and yell things to those around her.

She's working on Derek as best she can but I can hear his heart beat slowing down.

The adrenaline wearing off me, with the fear that my mate's surely about to die, starts to make my form return to human. Black spots start to take over my visionand I feel Dereks pain because of the wound on his chest.

Patrick and Greg are suddenly in my vision and looking over my body in concern. They must have been who pulled me away...

Suddenly a pain shoots through my side. As I look down, I see the second blade above my hip... I pull it out and just stare at it like what it is, is completely foreign to me. Gregs face pales and Patrick pulls his shirt off to cover my now bleeding wound.

Looking over to Derek as black spots are taking over my vision. The last thing I take in is the final beat of Dereks heart then silence and darkness take over.

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