Secret Shifter

Part 25- Dereks POV

Once the decision was made, I knew in my heart it was the right thing to do. I felt Chase's hand rest upon my shoulder and listened carefully to his words.

'To do this Derek, you need permission from the Moon Goddess. You need to place your hand on her heart and yours, once granted permission it's suppose to work.'

My brows furrowed, 'What do you mean 'it's?'

'Well I haven't seen it done, and I didn't...' Chase trailed off. I knew it was because he didn't save Emily, for reason I'm not sure of and dont want to press.

I nodded and pulled Kat closer, her soft and now stained fur gentle brushed my arms. I tried not to notice how our contact no longer ignited static between us. Instead I tried to focus on placing my hand over her heart, before also placing my hand over my chest.

I couldn't find the right words to say, I was speechless and so instead I closed my eyes and prayed.

I prayed silently to the Moon Goddess to give me another chance. To forgive me for my mistake so that Kat could forgive me. I needed to give her the chance at the life she never had, and if giving my life means she will live, then I would gladly give her my heart.

Then I felt it. I felt a warm sensation as it crept over my skin and down to my hand that now lay over Kat. I could feel the warmth slowly start to leave me and warm her cold skin.

I could slowly see colour start to spread throughout her wolfy coat and smiled largely to see my beautiful girl slowly coming back to life.

I looked at Chase and Cole, the smile on my face conveying ally feelings. But my smile didn't seem to catch as they looked between myself and Kat. I looked down to my arms and understood.

My normally tanned skin paled now to a grey and wrinkled as if withering. Then looked back down to Kat, she seemed to be getting better, and even though I won't be there by her side, I loved her enough to give her my life.

My vision started to blur as a feeling of nausea swept over me. I knew I was nearing the end but I had yet to see her open her gorgeous blue eyes.

Then a quick movement caused, not only me, but also Cole and Chase to jerk. A hand had reached out and grabbed the one placed over my heart.

'Derek...' It was faint, but it was the one voice I had been dying to hear. No pun intended, and it brought tears to my eyes.

I wanted to caress her cheek, to kiss her, but I was to afraid to let go of our exchange, I didn't want to jeopardise her life...again.

But I didn't prepare myself for the words I heard next... 'Stop.'

Her voice, though in my mind, sounded strangled and breathless, that I didn't try to understand why I could hear her through mind link. 'What?' I asked bewildered.

'Stop, please.' Kat tried to squeeze my hand. What was she saying?

'Please, Derek. It doesn't hurt...' She trailed off before looking to Cole.

They exchanged some facial expressions, but I was too weak to comprehend what she was saying. But when large, rough hands pulled me back to reality, I could see I had been pulled away from Kat.

'Let me go!' My Alpha roar was weak as I struggled to get back to Kat and recognise the perpetrator.

I managed to see Cole, as he held me back. I could feel my strength coming back and with that, so was my rage. For it meant the more my strength returned, the weaker Kat grew.

By now Chase was helping Cole to hold me back as I thrashed to return to my dying Mate. I felt myself starting to shift before a small voice in my mind stopped me.

'Derek,' Kat called to me, completely ceasing my fight against my friends. 'Please listen,' she prayed.

I dropped to my knees beside her as I held her in my arms, her wolf form quickly fading, as was her voice in my mind. 'Please Kat, don't do this...' A tear escaped me and I didn't care that anyone else saw. My heart was being torn in two as I watched her slowly slipping away.

She smiled before speaking to my mind, 'Do you love me?'

Did she even have to ask? 'Of course, with all my heart so please let me save you!'

'You already have. But if you love me, you must trust me,' she reached up to place her cold hand against my cheek.

My tear cell freely as I realised what she was saying, she wanted to go. She didn't want to hold on anymore. I loved her and I trusted her to know what was right for her. And as much as it was breaking me apart, I couldn't refuse her request, for it would be too selfish.

'Trust me, for I too lov-' ...

With her last words came her last breath, and as she slowly slipped away I found myself saying...

'Shes gone.'