Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker
Chapter 193

Lauren's POV

Watching Victor walked away and went to the enemy line was one of the hardest things that I have ever done in my life. Although he has two great warriors on his sides and the rest were just around ready to run to his rescue, it did not ease my mind. A frown marred my face when Victor stopped walking. When I squinted, I saw several men coming out of the barn. I was not able to make out the faces due to the light above their head.

"Anyone familiar, Eli?"

Eli is our eyes in the sky. It would be safer to ask the tech boy than my mate. Victor will be destructed if I do.

"Ah, are you familiar with the clans, Luna?"

"Not much. However, they seemed to be part of the elders in the tribe, right?"

"Yes, Luna. Well, the Andrews used to be one of the elders."

"An Andrews was there?" I asked in surprised.

My eyes went back to the barn. It appeared that more people were facing Victor.

"Yes, Ma'am. They became rogues when Alpha Victor kicked them out of the tribe. They were insinuating that Alpha Victor was a fake alpha until Kent showed up." "Jason was killed, right?" I added.

"Yes, Luna. His uncles and Auntie went to the manor to confront the Alpha thinking that he was still handicapped. That Kent showing up was just a one-time thing." There was pride on the young warrior's tone.

"They should be grateful that Alpha Victor spared their lives. They can start anew in the human population since they were so proud on flaunting their money. Too bad, they were greedy enough hoping for a comeback in the tribe." Their mind linking stopped when they heard growls.

The fight has started.

I was about to retraced the steps made by Victor when a hand grabbed my wrist.

"You are the last card, Luna." The beta reminded her.

I breathed out.

Richard was right.

As a compromised, in order for me to join this mission, I should always think of my safety since I am no warrior. I am a healer. I can help better if I aid on warriors that needs medical attention. Moreover, Victor will not be distracted.

On the other hand, although Richard was a better warrior, since his partner is expecting, he should be safe always. He will be guarding the Luna and should show up when needed only.

"Luna, two warriors need medical attention." Eli said in the link. "They were on the left side of the barn."

"On it."

With Richard beside her, two warriors in front and one behind, they sped they way in the middle of the fight.

I immediately get to work when we found the warriors. The three stand guard while Richard assisted me with the injured.

"All done. Catch your breath before running back to the fight." I informed the two male warriors who were still seated on the ground.

The laceration on their arms and stomach were gone but red marks remained.

"Yes, Luna." Answered by one of the injured.

"Where is your alpha?"

"The last time I saw him, he was stalking the old man Andrews. Kent was at present, Luna. He was about to enter the barn." Responded by the other.

With mutual understanding, they headed in the direction where most of the growls emitted. Along the way, they passed by more bodies on the floor. It was fortunate that none was familiar. Surrounding them was the scent of blood and the resonance of the ongoing battle. From afar, I notice a woman enclosed by a dark cloak. She was watching the violence before her.

The familiar surge of anger enclosed me.

That woman was the source of Victor's misfortune and near-death suffering.

I knew that the woman was not Lola. She is giving off a dark aura that I have never felt before.

As if the woman knew that someone is looking at her, her head lifted. Our eyes met.

My heart skipped a bit before a sinister smile appeared on the cloaked woman's face. Goosebumps appeared on my arms.

No matter how I tried to decipher the woman's face, I was unable to determine her face. I see nothing but her frame and the shape of her mouth down to her chin.

"What are you doing here? Where is Richard?"

It was Victor. He has his hand on my arm. Worry was all over his face.

"Where the hell is Richard?!" He repeated.

My eyes went to the people nearby. I was with no one but Victor. I did not notice that I got separated from Richard and the other three warriors that were safeguarding me. Moreover, I did not know that I was walking toward the place where I saw the Dark Witch. "I, I thought they were with me." I replied to my mate in confusion.

I took a glance around me. The battle is still ongoing. Somehow the rogues that we were fighting against seemed to grow in numbers. I turned to the place where I saw the Dark Witch. The b*tch was no longer there.

"Did you see her?"

"W-what?"

"The Dark Witch. She was there." I pointed at the place where I see the cloaked woman.

Victor and I glanced at each other when we saw the familiar figure escaping at the back door of the barn.

Without having to say a word, we grabbed each other's hand and dashed in the same direction.

We halted when we saw no one when we reached outside the barn. The grip I had on Victor's hand tightened.

This could be a trap. This is a trap.

The Dark Witch wanted Victor alone. She wanted him to be on his own. Just Victor without his warriors. But that is not going to happen. I am here.

Heart pounding so hard in my chest, I became more alert with my surrounding.

The team that was guarding this border a while ago might be fighting inside the barn. Eli could have his full attention where the huge fight was.

My eyes widened when I saw the incoming dagger. I pulled Victor to myself.

Surprised, my alpha mate stared at the knife on the ground. It would have been embedded at the back of his head if I saw it a second to late.

I was still not over with the throwing knife but I looked over Victor when I heard him groan. His other hand turned into fist as he moved his head from side to side.

His hand let go of mine to pull me closer to his body. It was the same exact time when another blade pivoted in the air.

It made a mark on his upper arm. The same upper arm that has a bleeding gash.

A gasped exited my mouth when I saw the skin surrounding it. It was turning black. The daggers are poisoned!

I pushed Victor. I yanked the sleeve of his shirt. The upper arm was exposed to me.

The two lacerations were both secreting blackened blood. Without second thought, I pressed my palm on top of the wounds.

I prayed to the moon goddess that my healing power would be able to mend the wounds of the person I love.

I lifted my hand after a minute. Glued on it was the familiar black fluid that I saw on his knees when I did the surgery on him.

As if my hand was on fire, I shook my hand profusely until the black matter was thrown on the ground. To my amazement, the soil where the black matter landed sizzled before it settled.

My eyes went back to the wound. It was starting to close until it healed by itself.

Victor and I straightened when we heard clapping. It continues until we saw the cloaked woman not far from us.

"That was amazing. Way better than the magic that my hand can create." The woman behind the darkened cloak spoke.

Her voice was raspy. It sounded like she did not spoke for a very long time.

None of us retorted at the woman's statement. The evil woman finally showed herself.

"You must be the healer that they were talking about. The person that healed his legs."

I glared at the woman when I heard the snicker at the end of her statement.

"And you are the b*tch that put him in the wheelchair for a long time." I yelled. "He almost lost his wolf, woman!"

The other woman chuckled.

"He was supposed to die. And I will not make the same mistake."

Two succeeding blades headed in our direction. Since Victor and I were ready, we side stepped in order to evade the poisonous blades. While doing so, we were sprinting near the Dark Witch. The woman's attention was on Victor that she was not able to see me approaching.

"Not today." I expressed when I hit her in the jaw.

The Dark Witch was thrown out of balance. Before she could get her bearing, Victor's elongated nails swiped on her back that torn the side of her dark cloak.

"I'm not done."

My voice was calm but inside was a raging anger. Thinking back on much my mate suffer under this woman's doing made me want to insert my fingers into this woman's heart. "Kill her." Bella whispered in my head.

My wolf was also fuming at the thought that she was not able to recognize her mate because Kent was hibernating.

I delivered an uppercut at the Dark Witch. It was followed by my other hand with the knife that I snatched from the ground. I stabbed her in the shoulder.

Her painful scream resonated in the cloudless night.

A satisfied smile painted my lips. The b*tch deserved a broken jaw and the pain that I gave her.

The Dark Witch was on her knees. Her head was down while one of her hands was on the injured shoulder. Droplets of blood dropped on the ground.

I was about to kick her when Victor stopped me.

He approached the injured woman. His hand went to the cloak that covered her head.

Slowly, he pulled the cloak. Victor wanted to know the identity of the woman who was out for his blood.

The Dark Witch's dark, long hair was shown before us. It shielded the woman's face until she gradually raised her head.

"Y-you." Victor whispered in disbelief.