His Luna's Betrayal

His Last Breath

Yay another update!!! And the one a lot of you have been waiting for! A certain persons pov!

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Alex's pov

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Meagan's dirty wolf flew through the air and collided with Shane, who was in too much shock to even shift let alone move out of her way. The cracking of bones from the impact that sent Shane flying across the floor make everyone flinch.

Everyone's eyes were glued to the slaughter unfolding before us. That's all it could be called as Shane didn't stand a chance to Meagan or Jasmins fury, I'm not really sure who's in control at the moment.

I didn't even realise Hunter had been trying to free me until my hands fell to my side. I looked around briefly to see a pissed Morgana being held prisoner by two of my best guards on the other side of the room. That must have seized her when I wasn't paying attention.

Turning my attention back to Meagan all I see is blood. Meagan's wolf is tearing Shane to bits. Piece by piece I watch as she holds him down and slowly tears chucks of flesh away, revealing the bone beneath.

I've completely tuned out Shane's frantic screams for mercy. He never once showed mercy to Meagan, he will not be shown any now.

Meagan continues to rips small pieces of flesh off in an obvious attempt to prolong his pain. She's finally getting revenge on the man who turned her life to hell, who are we to stop her.

Something big lands at my feet, looking down I realise Meagan has completely ripped his right arm off which is still twitching. The place where it once was now squirts out blood far and wide, I think it even got a couple of us who are watching.

Blood quickly pools underneath the two bodies due to his injury's. His cry's slowly die down as his thrashing ceases, we all watch with baited breath as the life drains from his eyes and he takes his last breath.

Meagan's wolf stands over Shane's body panting and heaving. Slowly she raises her head to observe her surroundings. She seems surprised and cautious, I realise why when I notice most of my main guard have entered the room sometime during the fight.

Around 20 guards stand in front of the door, realising that that are blocking the only exit they step aside making two groups on either side of the door.

Meagan begins to head out of the room but pauses when all the guards drop to one knee as she passes dropping there heads in respect. I'm amazed when Meagan's wolf nods her head in return and acknowledges them before heading up the stairs, I assume going back to her room.

I quickly make sure everyone is ok and cleanup is organised. I order Hunter to call the witches council to come get Morgana, they could do much worse to her than we ever could. Once everything is in order I quickly go in search of my mate.

Meagan's pov

Bloodlust, thats all I can feel. The uncontrollable urge to kill, to not stop until it's done and killing anyone who gets in my way.

I taste the blood filling my mouth, I hear the screams pleading for mercy but I do not listen. All they do is fuel the bloodlust, it won't stop till it gets what it wants. Death.

The moment stills, but I continue until the body before me is no longer recognisable, until I will never have to see his face again. Only then is the bloodlust satisfied.