Alpha Maximus：The last lycan
Chapter 9

Hope

The lycan is berserk, snarling and growling, saliva flying out his mouth. Sam reaches for theknife in his belt.

“No!’ I scream, while he thrusts the knife in and out of his stomach.

“Slow down! I want him to watch this before he dies,” Alpha Tate says, moving my hair from myneck, and nuzzling the spot where he will mark me. I'm crying my eyes out. Leant against the bars,Sam grins while watching Alpha Tate, and the lycan bleed out.

About to die any moment, the lycan’s eyes roll back in his head. I spot a syringe in Sam's belt.Without knowing what's in it, it's my only chance of helping the lycan. I squirm from Alpha Tate'sprotruding teeth, grazing my neck. Just as I grab it, a few men I don't recognise run downstairs.

“Shit!" Sam says, pouncing at them in his wolf form.

Six different wolves from two different packs maul eachother. I hold the syringe firmly, and jabAlpha Tate's leg, and he strikes me across the face, before swaying, and falling to the ground. Hecollapses on top of me; he is so heavy I'm struggling to breath.

The wolves are still mauling eachother, except for two who have been ripped apart. There isblood and limbs everywhere. The lycan's breathing is worse now; his head slowly falls back andblood pools underneath him.

I free myself from underneath Alpha Tate, who groans groggily. I stand, grab the keys, and runinto the next cell,

unlocking the chains on one of his wrists, and then the chains around his ankles.

“Mate," he whispers, barely conscious. I take his free hand and place it on my face. His thumbweakly pats my cheek. Sparks explode with our touch. I feel like I'm about to explode into stardust.The feeling is something I've never felt before. I'm roughly pulled by back someone.

“Get away from him!" The man yells, and I cover my face with my arms, afraid he is going to hitme. The lycan growls at him.

“Mine! He says, weakly, trying to reach for me.

“Alpha May, is this your mate?’ He asks, staring at me in shock for a moment. Sam's barelyconscious, and the others are dead. Alpha Tate is still out, in the cell next to us. Nathan unlocks thecuff on the wrist that I couldn't reach. The man helps Alpha Max gently stand, before placing hishands over some of the stab wounds.

“Shit. This is bad. Our warriors are dead. I don't know if you'll heal quick enough. There are atleast ten wounds," he says.

“Mate,’ Alpha Max whispers, and the man nods for me to go to him. I crawl over to Alpha Maxand take his hand.

“I don't think he is going to make it," the man tells me. I can heal him. Reluctantly, I let go of hishand, even though he doesn't want to let go. I place my hands on his chest and silently concentrate.

“What are you doing?’ The man asks, and I ignore him, trying to focus. My hair flows upward,and my skin glows and my eyes turn silver. His wounds start healing slowly, and the man gasps inshock and awe at the magic he is witnessing. Feeling dizzy, I know I can't stop just yet if I want himto survive. I close my eyes and concentrate, trying to heal him quickly, until I exhale, and collapseinto darkness on his chest.

Alpha Max/Chaos

The pain has disappeared, the wounds are gone, and I look down in shock at my little, frailmate who has just saved my life. She is bruised and weakened with dehydration and hunger. She isout like a light. I wrap my furry arms around her and pull her into me tightly.

“Mine!’ I growl as Chaos; Nathan stands and backs away.

“Okay, okay. I get it. She's yours,’ he says, not wanting to piss me off.

Nathan drags Sam into Alpha Tate's cell and locks the iron door so they can't get out.

“I've never seen anything like that. She healed you with her bare hands. I don't understandhow,” Nathan confesses, utterly confused.

I can't keep my eyes off her. The memory of her glowing is an image that will be imprinted inmy mind forever. It was like staring at an angel who had fallen from the heavens. Nathan sits down.

“We can either stay here till morning so you can shift back, or we can get the hell out of herenow. But I'm worried you'll kill the rest of the Blackwood pack.’

Angry, I growl. I want to destroy the whole Blackwood pack. I want them to pay dearly for thistreachery, and for what they have done to my precious mate. Looking at the state of her, my angerbuilds, and she whimpers. I'm unintentionally digging my claws into her skin.

Quickly and gently, I release her, before my anger takes over, and she wakes and sits up,rubbing her eyes.

She looks at me, confused, before cowering in fear as she realises I'm trying to contain myanger.

Nathan gently pushes her behind him, and backs away slowly.

“Chaos, it's over. You need to calm down. You went through a lot, but you're okay. You haveyour mate now. I need you to stay here until you shift so no one else gets hurt!" Nathan explains.

I try to fight Chaos for control but he has only one thing on his mind. Revenge for almost beingkilled, and the unknown horrors our mate has been through.

He lets out a loud ferocious howl and runs out of the cell on a murderous rampage killingBlackwood pack members. Our mate tries to follow me but Nathan holds her back. I'm scared I'llhurt her in this form; Nathan is too.

The moon wanes, and the sun starts to rise, and I shift back into my human form. At least a fewdozen pack warriors are dead.

Shit! Chaos! What have you done? I yell at him

Revenge. He responds.

You should not have killed them! I yell.

They hurt mate! They kill us! He yells. I let out a sigh, knowing what is done is done. The rest ofthe Blackwood pack members are hiding in their house.

The odd face sneaks a peek, probably to see if I'm still on my killing spree. I run back to the cellto get Nathan and my mate.

“Nathan,’ I shout, running down the steps. “We need to go now!" I shout. My mate is hidingbehind Nathan and clinging to the back of his shirt. Nathan takes her hand and they walk towardsme, she gasps, and her cheeks flush red. She covers her eyes with her hands.

I'm completely naked, but that usually doesn't bother anyone in the werewolf community.

It's kind of cute she is shy and startled by my nudity. Keeping eye contact, she looks up at me alittle confused.

“It's okay. I'm your mate. I'm going to get you out of here,’ I say, softly.

She looks at Nathan who smiles, nods, and reassures her. I stretch my hand out for her to walkto me and take my hand.