Iya's Blind Alpha

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Diana's POV

All I could do was get mad.  If something happens to Iya, Pietro will hate me. 

But deep inside, I could not believe that she would do that for me.  I honestly did not expect her to try to save me because of my history with her mate.  I am grateful and relieved, however; I know the consequences of the werewolf luna queen being a captive of a witch king.  I do not know what he wants with Iya but noting how organized and timed his attack only prove his determination to get Iya.  Why, I wonder.

Pietro is probably going crazy right now.  Jealousy bites but I cannot go against the moon goddess's pairing.  I love him still.  The luna is also getting under my skin.  It's hard to stay disliking her.  I have to protect my luna.  It's my turn to save her, for Pietro.

The witch king separated me and Iya.  I was thrown in a vacant room in the mansion.  The last I heard is the witch king's instruction to bathe and dress up Iya.  This is not good. 

Someone is trying to enter my room as I could hear the metal of the door knob.  This may be my only chance.  I grabbed a metal vase and braced for what's coming.  As the door opened and I could already see the guard suit, I did not think twice and smacked the vase at his nape.  He instantly fell unconscious.  Good thing he came alone!

I slithered through the corridor and prayed hard to find the luna.  I decided to go up the staircase.  In the far end, I could hear raised voices.

"Dare touch me and I will burn you to ashes, you and your entire kingdom!  Where is Diana?  Pietro will not let this pass.  You've asked for war!"  That's Iya for sure.

"That blind king is all talk!  That dog cannot win against me!  If it's war he wants, then war is what he'll get.  But know this, my beautiful, before he could even raise that war you will already be carrying my future hybrid heir." 

"Pervert!  Disgusting!"

The voices got louder as I close in.  I too felt disgust with the witch king.  He lusted over Iya or her power or both.  That's all this about.  

I carefully opened the door and peeked.  The witch king conjured some protection and advanced towards Iya, who is wearing a white wedding nighties that barely reached her knees.  Her hair was combed loose, shinny and curly.  Her make up is perfect but the perfume they used on her is utterly repugnant. Ugh!  That creep!

I could not just watch as the king now grabs Iya by the arms who's immune to her flames.  I looked around for weapons but none.  I changed into my wolf form and attacked the king by his left shoulder.  I bit him as mightily as I could.  Blood oozed as his flesh rips. 

The king screamed in pain and in surprise, giving Iya and I the chance to meet hand in hand.  

"Thanks."  Iya said with a smile.

I nodded.

"My turn!" Iya declared with all confidence.  She then approached the injured witch king and started a bigger flame.  She grew wings as well.  She's also a fae!  I could not believe it!  She's awesome.  She picked up the witch king by his arm and lifted him in air.  The king cried in pain and begged for released. He is about to loose one arm for it is too burnt.  His injury hinders him from conjuring any spell.  The smell of burning flesh is nasty!  Iya's eyes are glowing blue.  I fear she is loosing strength.

"Luna!  Iya, stop, you'll kill yourself as well!"  I called out.

She had no intention of letting the witch king go not until his arm naturally detached from the rest of his body.  His screams of pain will haunt me.

Iya slowly landed as her wings disappear.  She diffused her flames as well.  I caught her in my arms as she looked unsteady.  I worry for her.  Now, how do we escape this place?

"Help me stand, quick!"  Iya commanded.

I was about to contend her further use of power or strength but her luna authority is just too powerful that I did what she said.  She then started moving her hands as if weaving the air and as if seeing an imaginary thread.  What now?

Iya was about to give up but on her third try when a smoky purple whole formed in the air.  The portal!  "You did it!"  I cheered and kissed her head.  I could not be more proud of my queen as this moment.  I gained sincere respect and admiration, not just because of her powers, but more of her character.  "Time to go home, my brave queen."  

The portal instantly puffed closed once we got through the whole.  We were on the same spot where the car accident and the battle took place.  It was dark but somehow I could hear voices.  Oh, no!

"Luna, Diana,  is that you? Iya!"  I could hear Nico's call from a distance.

"Yes, it is us, Nico, help us!"  I holler in relief.

Iya was conscious but weak.  She is too drained. 

"They're here!  They're back, alpha!  Quick!"  Nico announced.  Nico took the luna from my arms as I ,too, fundamentally feel the fatigue. 

Pietro's wolf raced with all his might.  He changed into human form unbothered that he is stark naked.  Curiously, he went for me first.  He tightly embraced me for quite a moment.  I felt awkward and confused.  And before my hope betrays me, he released me and turned to the luna, who looked brokenhearted.  I felt her pain.  I am a woman too.  And now I feel like I betrayed her.  

Nobody dared speak and we wait in suspense for the next events.

Pietro looked maddened the moment he saw what Iya was wearing.  He then growled when it sunk in that Nico is holding his mate.  Nico almost dropped the luna out of fright.  Jeez!  

Good thing, Pietro caught the luna in his arms. He used his one hand to hold Iya and the other to inspect her.  He scanned her face, head, and arms.  The look of worry was etched in his face.  He lost Iya for like a day and he aged dramatically.  

"Are you hurt?  Did he hurt you?  Did he touch you?"  He fired his questions away.  

"You are naked," the luna quipped.

Pietro was about to grin but took control. His worry then turned to anger. "Of all the stubborn, foolish, and reckless queens in the world, YOU surely top the list!"  He sourly uttered. "You are never leaving my side.  I mean it!"  He then turned to the guards, "give us clothes,"  he commanded.  

Once they were covered, Pietro carried Iya in his arms and we all drove home.  Pietro never let go of his mate.  Even as Iya slumbers in his very arms, he never let his sight off her. He would land sweet kisses on her head every time she stirs.   

I could only glance back from the rear mirror with envy.  Never have I seen Pietro this protective and possessive over anyone.  I never imagined him to be this affectionate.  Nothing scared him before, not until someone took his mate away.  He was rough, dead serious, and unforgiving.  He has changed.  She changed him somehow.

Slowly, I knew I have to start letting go.  He is never mine to begin with....

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