The battle

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Sabella POV

Drowning.
Stifling.
Suffocating.
I felt myself being detached from my body and being pushed into the corner of my mind.
Its time.
I made some decisions in my life that I'm not proud of and never will be but this was one that I had to do as a precaution. Just like fire burning up the way I felt the complete detachment of my entire being from the vessel I'm stored in. I had broken the boundary between reality and magic. I created a monster I'm not sure if I could contain once the moment was over but this was a chance I had to take.
When he stabbed me, he broke the seal and released the dark  magic inside me. I hope they can forgive me.
He stepped away from me. I felt dark vines extending from the wound to wrap themselves around my body. I started chanting the words the witch taught me when I scryed for her. Rachel warned me against it but I needed to do something to save my pack. I knew no deal with a witch was without sacrifice but when she came to collect I'd deal with it then. She told me she couldn't guarantee my safety when the seal broke and I told her I don't care about me as long as everyone is OK. She promised she'd put a protective spell over my baby so the change wouldn't affect it. That was her only guarantee; what she forgot to mention was the change itself.
My entire essence was fading as I reached to the end of the spell. My baby rebelled in the womb. It was wrapped within a barrier.
'Let go,' a voice whispered.
I feel the strings holding me to this world slowly remove themselves.
'Give me control,' the voice said. And with that the last attachment disappeared.
I watched my body morph into a beast with deadly fangs, soulless eyes, hair covered my body, muscular build and long claws. He seemed surprised and the beast used it to its advantage. It swiped its claws at him forcing him to back up and it raised its hind legs and kicked him through the door. Moving its hands it formed an intricate pattern that caused him to be trapped within a fire field, swirling itself around him. It pressed its palms together and the field moved closer together until it consumed him.
The shadows opened and pulled him into their realm. The guard nodded her head to me. She would deal with her uncle. He wasn't weak but the card I pulled gave me the element of surprise.
The beast reared back its head and roared. My problem now was getting back control.
I fought to gain control of my body. The darkness had a hold on me. I couldn't even comprehend its power. I felt like I was a 100 feet above this monster trying to reach him. I was looking for any opening. Sadness filled me. I was too weak. A cry escaped from my lips.
'Remember your child. You must fight! I didn't raise a coward. You are an alpha. A true alpha. Show your raw power,' a voice that sounded like my dad said. ' Now fight!'
Power flowed through me. But I still felt like I was so far from my goal. Consuming all the air inside my lungs. Ripping all the skin from the skin from off my bone. I was prepared to sacrifice my life. I had good intentions but it's time to claim myself from this darkness I'd unleased.
I screamed as the transformation took place. I fell to my knees when it was OK. I did it. I just needed to find my way home.

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