The ill fated lovers (the Alpha king and his Queen luna)

XVIII

Rogues.

Not minute and i was surrounded by bunch of rogues. there eyes were white like they don't have Iris .
bloody hell.
they are the same from that night.

soon a large growl errupted from behind. as i saw alex in his wolf form.
black. pitch black.

Sexy. 

"Focus," I whispered to myself, forcing my mind back to the present chaos.

"They're controlled and dangerous!" I shouted to Alex, the urgency in my voice clear.

Within seconds, two wolves lunged at me. I grabbed one by the neck, slamming it against a nearby tree with such force that I felt the crack of its spine. I tore out its throat before kicking the second wolf hard in the ribs, sending it flying.

Glancing at Alex, I saw him fiercely battling three wolves, holding his own with ruthless efficiency. Before I could react, claws ripped into my back, sending a searing pain across my skin.

"let me take control. you can't fight in this dress plus you look distracted "Daeliah, my wolf, urged, her voice sharp in my head.

"I can handle it," I growled back, just as I heard Alex's furious snarl as he tore a limb from one of the wolves with savage power.

"I'm fine!" I called over my shoulder, ripping the heart from the wolf who had attacked me, blood splattering across the forest floor.

But we were outnumbered. More and more rogues kept charging toward us.

"Shit," I muttered under my breath.

I heard Alex curse as he shifted back to his human form. Even then, surrounded by a sea of rogues, he looked every bit the warrior.

No matter how hard we fought, there were just too many.

I gave in, allowing Daeliah to take over. My vision shifted, and I felt my eyes change, glowing red, a sign that my wolf now controlled me. Alex stared at me in shock, confusion written across his face. Even though I hadn't shifted into my wolf form, my aura was menacing enough.

"Better prepare an explanation for him later. I'll finish them off," Daeliah remarked dryly as she lunged forward, taking out several rogues in a blur of speed and fury.

Minutes passed, and when I regained control, the battlefield was silent. I stood amidst the carnage, blood staining my skin. Corpses littered the ground around me.

Alex was still fighting two rogues. With a wave of my hand, the branches around them tightened, immobilizing the wolves. I took a deep breath, focusing my power as the rogues burst into flames, reduced to nothing but ashes in moments.

"You... you burned them?" Alex's voice was a mix of disbelief and shock.

I sighed, too drained to explain myself.

"Take my hand," I said, walking over to where he sat on the ground, exhausted.

He eyed me suspiciously, still processing what he had seen.

"Look, I'm not asking you to marry me," I added, rolling my eyes. "I'm trying to save your life."

He glared at me, his face still showing a mix of disbelief and betrayal.

"so you're Nig-"

"A wizard," I cut him off, unwilling to entertain whatever he was about to say.

His expression hardened. "Right now, I don't know if I want to kiss you or throw you off the nearest cliff," he muttered.

"Can I pick?" I asked sarcastically.

"You tried to kill me. Twice."

His words were laced with hurt, and I knew this went deeper than our current fight.