Stella's POV

I'm thrown back once again from my attempts to get to Brodie. I scream in pain. David is a formidable opponent even in his human body. I've made a mistake, thinking this would be quick. The former Alpha and now beta, is not easy to defeat, especially while protecting his son. Slicing another wolf down with a sizzling snap of my whip. I've lost count of how many I have killed, no remorse strikes me at the loss of life, the numbness to what I have done won't last, but for now, I welcome it to get me through this battle.

Nothing matters, except getting to the man I love. To the life, I want to live. I've been battling David for what feels like an eternity to finally reach and end Regan.

Jumping to my feet, I ignore the shouts of protest from the damage of the recent blow. David stands tall ready to take me down, then his eyes flicker to his son's fight. Unable to prevent it my gaze flicks to Brodie and my heart stops as I see him searching the crowds of fighting wolves and humans. Is he looking for me?

Leo looks frantic is it because I allowed my cry of pain to be released? Dammit, he heard me but can't know that I'm alright until he sees it for himself. Panic seizes me as I watch Regan notice his distraction.

No focus, please! Don't get distracted by me. I try to mind link them desperately but, It's too late. Regan lunges for my temporarily immobilized mate. A wheeze leaves me as David's punch lands home in my stomach. Like his son, he too took advantage of my distraction. Brodie's howl of pain sends shards of dismay through my nerve endings, but I force myself to focus despite physical and emotional trauma.

I go limp, falling to the ground beneath David's feet, even pulling my power back from my whips enough to complete the illusion I'm badly injured. Like a lamb to the slaughter, David laughs, approaching me, ready to strike a final brutal blow, not to kill me, just render me useless enough to be contained.

I wait, waiting until he's within range, then I strike, surging my power and sending my whip's out with an inner rage I never knew existed within me. The sizzling snap of David's body separating into multiple pieces makes me smile. It feels good to end one of the people responsible for plotting against my parents and ruining my pack.

Wasting no time, I jump to my feet and towards the battling Alpha's. Brodie's badly hurt and not healing fast enough to defend himself. Regan's close, too close. I run faster despite my injuries and lack of energy.

Seeing the resignation on Leo's face causes my vision to go red, blasting power into both of my hands, only my right-hands whip forms large enough as I feel my body is severely depleted of the needed energy. Fear slithers a doubtful path into my subconscious mind, I growl shoving it down, this is not the time to doubt, this is the time to act, it has to be enough.

I launch myself, and my blazing whip at Regan's neck. The smell of burnt wolf fur and flesh sends a wave of relief so strong that I sway slightly on my feet. My vision is blurry but the smell confirms I've got ahold of Regan.

 I sense a wolf landing behind me, and I send my other much smaller whip out, burning what I now realize is Josh's wolf. I send him a quick, grateful look, and he bares his teeth at the approaching rogue wolves. Guess I broke the rules, and now it's a free-for-all, not that I care, there was no way I would stand by and watch as Regan takes my mate and my life from me. The battle rages on chaos everywhere, the smell of blood and the sounds of death fade as I focus myself on the final task at hand.

Focus Stella, you have him! Amber bellows, encouraging me to find strength and finish this now. A small surge of energy comes from her as she tries to help me from within.

From the corner of my vision, I see movement, Is that Brodie and Leo getting to their feet? I can't look and get distracted again. I'm almost wholly drained. Black spots dance in my vision from how little power I have left. Regan pulls back despite the agony my whip must be causing to his neck. I'm disappointed that it hasn't just severed his head off already. My power isn't working like it did when I first conjured my blazing fire weapon.

I repeat mantras in my head, searching for anything to motivate more anger, more power. Amber helps by adding a few of her own to help me get the job done.

He slaughtered our parents

Contained our brother and his mate

He wants to control and use us to hurt others.

He's hurt us and now our wolfman.

I finally feel at home somewhere, I finally have answers, and I finally have a love worth fighting and living for.

I blast everything I have left into my whips. When my left lash grows large enough, I fling it despite my arms feeling like dead weight. It flicks out, coiling around Regan's neck, he roars and I smile. A feral growl escapes me as I drop to my knees giving everything to the electric noose I've created. My whips glow, growing thicker and hotter, small black spots grow into larger pools of ebony, covering and clouding my sight almost entirely.

It's now or never Stella, we have to end this here and now. Amber sends me a final wave of her energy and immediately I use it, sending it straight into my coiled weapons of death.

A howl of finality and a thump of Regan's head to the ground is my last memory as everything goes finally black.

I welcome the abyss falling into it willingly. I don't think I've ever felt so tired and drained. Floating through the nothing thinking of nothing is exactly where I want to be right now. I did it, I killed Regan and Brodie is alive.