The Rejected Wolf Turn Mighty Luna

'Christopher! My love! Stay with me!' she said, smiling encouragingly, though her heart was aching terribly. 'What have I done?' were the words that kept screaming in her head.

Christopher looked at her and nodded. 'My Luna!' he breathed, lifting his hand to touch her cheek.

Millicent sniffed back the tears that seem to be choking her. All the same, a single one still escaped and slipped down her cheek into Christopher's hand where it still rested on her cheek and he wiped it from her cheek tenderly. 'I knew you would come back to me!'

'Of course, why wouldn't I? Nothing could keep me away from you!' she choked, sniffed and added, 'Why did you have to allow yourself get injured?'

'My brother would have suffered the hit if I had not saved him. It was my duty as the elder twin to protect him!'

Millicent nodded. Christopher was so honourable but she wished he had not been hit. She looked at the spear protruding from his side and reached a decision. 'This is going to hurt but it is better out than in you, my love', she said, breaking the sharp, pointed edge of the spear and pulling at it, wishing there was a way it would not hurt him but knowing there wasn't.

Samuel, Alpha Christopher's Beta cut down the warriors he had been fighting with and kept on cutting down others as he ran to his Alpha when he saw him fall. He got there just as Millicent pulled the spear away from inside Christopher.

'My Alpha', Samuel said. 'I am here. You'll be okay'.

Millicent tore a part of her cloth and pressed it to his wound, trying to stay the blood flow. 'Take him inside and stay with him. Call the doctor to attend swiftly to his wounds!' Millicent ordered, trying not to break down. She could not afford to. Not now, she still had something to do.

Blake was caught of guard by the turn of events. He had aimed for Sylvester but had ended up stabbing Christopher. He recovered quickly. 'One gone, the other left to go!', he thought. He was going to kill them both and take over the Moon Ville Pack. Luckily, both Alphas had no heir. If they had, he would have killed the heirs as well.

He raised the spear again to drive into Sylvester who was lying shocked where he had landed when his brother pushed him away from the danger his spear posed while taking the hit for him, but Sylvester recovered but was not fast enough as the spear intended for him grazed his side but found its way into Cathania who had come to push Sylvester away from the raised spear.

Cathania fell. And Alpha Sylvester regained his balance and looked regretfully at Cathania, pain in his heart and the loss he was encountering in this battle. Though bleeding profusely, Sylvester got up, his eyes red as he advanced menacingly towards Alpha Blake who started moving backwards, staring at Alpha Sylvester with dread. This attack hadn't gone as well as he would have wished. All he wanted to do now was to escape with his life, if he could, then he could assemble a greater army of warriors and attack Sylvester. As soon as he thought that, he turned, his back to Sylvester and ran, Sylvester ran after him but was overtaken by Millicent who had left as soon as Samuel carried Alpha Christopher away from the battle ground into an inner room. She had grabbed a sword from a dead warrior as she ran after Blake whom she had seen running.'Coward!' she thought bitterly as she drew close to him.

As soon as she was a short distance from him, she threw the spear at him, aiming directly for his chest and it hit the target, stopping him in his tracks and piercing his heart. He stood for a while, staring at his chest, his knee trembling, buckling under him, then he crumbled to the floor.

'We had an agreement!' Millicent howled at him.

'No, we didn't! Blake said weakly, blood pouring from his mouth.

Alpha Sylvester had got to where they were.

'His father took the love of my life away', he growled, pointing at Sylvester. 'I saw her first but she went after him. He knew of my feelings for Magdalene but he made her his Luna and I had to make do with a second best after years of suffering heartbreak. I pined for my love but had no choice but to agonize over her loss. Know -ing she was ha-ppy with another nearly des-troyed me', he said haltingly caught in a fit of coughing, spurting blood, his words becoming slurred.

'I stayed like that, alone for ma-ny years, an Alpha without a Luna, be-cause no other woman would do and I couldn't very well go and reveal my feelings to her, she was already living her life with Merryweather, blissfully unaware of what she was doing to me', he paused, then said solemnly, 'I ended up marrying Selina - who I didn't even care for - to serve as my breeder. I got tired of pretending to be happy for them, when I was not. At long last, my patience paid off. The opportunity I had been waiting for presented itself and I used it to my advantage. I didn't ask Sylvester, foolish and impulsive Sylvester to assume unreasonably that your father - great and honourable Harry O'Hara who could never betray a friend - that such a man was responsible, and hence made him take the fall for me. I regret his death but it helped me keep my secret safe, at least until now', he paused as a fit of coughing ceased him yet again, causing him to spurt blood and bloody tissue. The region around his chest where the spear had pierced through was soaked with blood. His blood had pooled around him, and was increasing by the second. The sight was nauseating and Millicent thought disinterestedly and impersonally that it was a miracle that he was still alive but he seemed determined to continue talking despite the his obvious discomfort and pain. 'The satisfaction I felt when I killed both betrayers, Merryweather and Magdalene can better be felt than imagined!' he laughed harshly, spurting more bloody tissue but it was as though, having kept these things in his heart for so long, he wanted to unburden himself of them before dying. ' I can go in peace now, having avenged the wrong done me years ago! I had wanted to kill both you and your brother and take over the pack. It was part of my vengeance plan but it didn't work out that way. That's my only regret!' he concluded and started breathing with difficulty, his breathing sounding raspy, then he was gasping for breath,

Sylvester drove the spear that was sticking out of Blake, the one Millicent had thrown at him, deeper into him, and twisted it at an angle, and then drawing it down, causing it to cut him horizontally, almost into two, cutting off his breath completely.