King

Forty

FINAL CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!

The feeling of taking someone else's life, no matter the cause they fought behind, it was sickening. I kept silently praying to whatever god that was out there, to at least consider the good things they must have done in this life. To at least try and put those good things ahead of the bad things they were inflicting on the battlefield. Or maybe I was praying for my own soul to be considered. But still, I had to fight the bile rising in my throat from spewing out onto the trail of dead bodies I left in my wake.

They were stepping stools though, a step closer to taking down the sick and twisted Asthenias.

I felt the crunch of a man's nose as I slammed my fist into his face. He let out a loud pained scream, hands flying up to grab his bleeding nostrils. I could tell he was human, most werewolf men didn't flinch the way the humans did. I took this as an opportunity to pull my gun and shoot him three times in the chest. He crumpled to the floor and I took a deep breath, stepping over him.

"Wooow," said a smooth voice. I turned and saw a tall, beautiful woman eyeing me impressively. Her olive toned finger twirled around the loose, chestnut brown curls atop her head. She wore a tight black, athletic wear. It hugged all the right places and if I was being honest with myself I was slightly jealous and impressed by her physic. Well very jealous, as I recognized the beautiful woman in front of me. Even after over 200 years she was still as gorgeous as the first time I'd met her.

"Victoria." I spat at the witch in front of me. She smirked, letting go of her hair. I narrowed my eyes as her bare feet made a step closer to me. My hand shot up and I aimed my gun at her head, ready to shoot if need be. She'd come out of nowhere and now I had to face her

"Amira." She said, looking me up and down." You look nice, blood suits you well you know that?" She asked, walking around me. I followed her with my gun as her brown, almost black eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Did Asthenias send you?" I asked carefully. Victoria gave me a look that screamed 'of course' and I let out a shaky breath.

"Yes, yes. He did and although it pains me deeply to have to hurt you dear. It is my first duty as the new Alpha's second in command." Victoria declares and stops. She beamed at me and for a moment I remembered the girl I had known all those years ago. Not the now woman who wanted nothing more than to see me dead and my poor Beau's head on a silver platter. "And ya' know what, for a moment I thought." She paused, a bitter chuckle leaving her lips. "I should spare you. You! The girl who crushed my soul. I should spare you so that you could feel what Asthenias and I have felt for years. Centuries! We have lived without the love of you for so long, maybe it's time to reverse the role of suffering and have you suffer. Doesn't that sound so very nice Pumpkin?" She said, her dark brown eyes now sparking with unshed tears and a broken heart. I looked at her sympathetically. After all these years she was still in so much pain.

Victoria had once been my best friend, in a different life I loved her. Not in the way she'd ever loved me I don't think. Even if I had, Beau had ruined that for us. He ruined that love and from it built us a new one, a love I could never imagine burning or turning away from. I deeply regretted the way I had abandoned the one person that had ever truly showed me love and loyalty at the time, but I could never regret the way I loved and Beau. She never understood that and I was sorry for that too.

But now she was threatening Beau, my mate. My true love and I couldn't have that. I didn't want our future taken from us ,and with that I'd do anything to prevent her from coming and taking  that from us. I didn't wnat to hurt her, but I would if I had to.

"Victoria-"I said shakily as she wiped her eyes. She smiled, her eyes darker than before." Victoria, look I know you are upset. I remember you see. I remember that day. "I choked as she looked at me sharply, the anger radiating off of her. "And Victoria I'm sorry, but he is my mate. I love him, and he loves me. If you have ever loved me as much as you claim to then you will understand the love I feel for him and you will understand why I can't ever be with you." I said, letting out a deep breath as I let out something I had been holding in for centuries.