Claimed By My Three Alphas
Chapter 41

Amery

"Let me go!" I struggled with Dalia and her mother when I heard Quincy's loud groan coming from the cottage.

As I tried to force myself away from their grip, they refused to budge. I bit Dalia's hands that held me captive as I tried to break free and run away, but she only cried out in pain and grabbed me forcefully. I saw blood oozing out from the place where I had just bitten her.

"You slutty b***h!" she roared in anger and smacked me hard on my lips till I tasted blood.

"Please let me go! I have to help him," I fought against them, battling tooth and nail as I wouldn't make it easier for them.

Quincy's deep growl of pain resonated for the second time, and I felt something stir inside me. I wanted to go to him. I wanted to help him. I wanted to save him even when I couldn't save myself. It was almost like he was calling out to me.

My chest tightened, and I felt a deep rush of pain and adrenaline coursing through my veins all at once. It felt painful, yet overwhelming.

What was happening to me?

"I said let me GO!" I yelled loudly and picked up Dalia's mother as though she weighed nothing and pushed her against a tree like garbage thrown into the dumpster.

She crashed and hit her head on the tree trunk. The impact of the push shoved her body deep into the tree branch that poked right through her chest, killing her instantly.

"I.......I ne.. never meant to-" Tears flooded my eyes as my jaw went slack in fear at the sight in front of me.

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets. I had just killed someone. The sudden realization came with guilt that burned up my insides.

Dalia took a step back. She quickly released my hands from her grip and ran towards her mother, who was still stuck to the tree. My hands immediately flew to cover my mouth. What have I done?

Scared, I forced myself to run towards the direction of the cottage to help Quincy.

I entered the cottage to see Quincy battling the warrior in his wolf form. His white fur was stained with blood.

He got distracted the minute his deep blue eyes came in contact with mine.

"Quincy...!" I screamed out his name in horror.

The warrior raised up his knife to attack me but Quincy dived in and the knife stabbed him across his stomach, tearing down into his skin like a long cut.

I shook my head aggressively as tears rolled down my cheeks in waves.

Right there in front of my eyes, I watched the wolf's bones crack as though they were rearranging themselves.

Its claws retracted and the hairs on its body slowly disappeared to reveal his human form, which had his chest badly injured.

"How dare you!" I growled in rage. My senses immediately heightened, and I felt a surge of strength coursing through my body.

The warrior lunged after me, but I pounced on him.

"You. Will. Die!" Without thinking, I rushed forward and pushed him against the nearest wall.

And as I did that, I felt a surge of strength unlike anything I had ever experienced before. He fell to the ground with a loud thud, but it didn't stop there.

I threw myself at him, hitting him and scratching him with my bare hands. His blood spurted around the room, but I didn't stop until he was lying dead beneath me. "Oh no!" I froze, horrified at what I had just done.

I pushed myself away from him as my bloody hands trembled in shock at what had just happened. I heard Quincy groan and ran over to where he lay motionless, moaning in pain.

I examined the cut, only to see that he had lost a lot of blood, with the knife still embedded in his chest.

My heart sank immediately, and I felt fear slowly creeping in. I had hurt someone, I had hurt Quincy. He was in this state because of me.

Tears streamed down my face as I tried to pull up his head to rest on my thighs. His eyes were dazed, and I couldn't stop myself from crying.

"I'm... I'm so sorry, Quincy," my voice choked with so much emotion. "I should have tried to stay when you asked me to. You're in this position because of my foolishness." I cried out in sheer pain. "Y-You..." He coughed out a huge chunk of blood. "You look so sexy when you cry. H-How is it that you are only crying for me now?" His lips split up in an amused smile.

"Please try to save your strength. I don't want anything happening to you, Quincy. Don't joke at a time like this," she cautioned with tear-filled eyes, but he only chuckled through his bloodied mouth. "At least I look so... handsome... like this, don't I? Do you like me now? Only I would look this handsome even like this," he tried to make up another joke, but I didn't replace it funny.

Was it funny that he was almost on the verge of death and would lose his life any minute if someone didn't come to get us?

I wailed in a loud voice as I called out for help. I screamed at the top of my lungs, begging and pleading with anyone out there to help us, but no help was forthcoming.

We were stuck in the middle of nowhere, and I had no idea what to do at this point.

How could we even try to make it home when Quincy was this injured? He might lose his life before I can get any help.

"Why did you take the hit for me? Just why did you do that? You shouldn't have!" I sniffed. "I'm so sorry that I'm useless, Quincy," I apologized profusely, running my bloodied hands on his cold face.

"I am deeply sorry that I didn't come sooner," I told him, hoping he knows that I never meant to hurt him. I

couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that had gobbled up inside me. We were both badly injured, and there was no way to get help.

"Ame-ry!" Quincy whispered and lifted up his hands to graze my wet cheeks lightly. I held onto them as though my life depended on it at that point.

"Stop crying and try to call out to Asher!" He croaked and sucked in a deep breath when he found it impossible to breathe through his nostrils.

"How do I do that? I don't even know what to do-"

"You can," he finished up my sentence. "Try to channel your wolf to call out to him through your mind. Try to reach out to him through a mind link." He sucked in another breath. "But I can't do that!" I cried out in despair.

"You have the strongest bond with him, Amery, and there's a likelihood that the connection would be strong enough for him to track you and rescue us. It's the only way," he said to me, blood still oozing out from the cut. "But I'm not as strong as any of you-"

"You are!" He cut me short. "And your wolf is strong too. You just used your wolf to defeat a skilled and trained warrior and killed him in a matter of minutes a while ago. You can do it, Amery. It's definitely inside you." "All I want you to do..." He coughed out painfully, jerking my tears more as they fell freely from my eyes.

My whole body was hurting, but I couldn't compare it to what he was going through. He was definitely in much more pain than I would ever feel right now.

"I want you to channel your wolf energy. Picture the person you have in mind and your bond with them, then send a message across."

"But Quincy-"

"Trust me, Amery. I know that you can do it. You have the strongest bond with Asher, and I know that if you reach out to him, then he will definitely come."

Closing my eyes, I did exactly as he had told me to do. I reached out to my wolf as though I was in a trance and tried to picture Asher in front of me.

"Levi?" I mumbled to myself when his face kept on appearing in my dark hazel.

As I tried to focus my thoughts on Asher, my mind kept drifting back to Levi. Why was he suddenly occupying my thoughts at a time like this? Was it just my subconscious playing tricks on me, or was there something more to it?

Despite my best efforts to push him out of my mind, Levi's face kept reappearing, like a persistent ghost haunting me. His eyes, his smile, his touch...they all seemed so vivid and real, as if he was right there with me. And yet, I knew that it was impossible. Levi was miles away, probably unaware of what was happening to me and Quincy.

I felt a pang of guilt as I thought about Asher.

But as much as I wanted to blame myself for my weakness, I couldn't deny the fact that something strange was happening to me. It was as if a part of me was being drawn to Levi, like a moth to a flame. I didn't understand it, but I couldn't ignore it either.

And then, just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, something unexpected happened. As Levi's face appeared for the third time, I felt a surge of energy coursing through my body. It was like a jolt of electricity, awakening me from my trance. Suddenly, I realized what I had to do. I had to reach out to Levi, to use our connection to call for help. It didn't matter if it was Asher or Levi who came to our rescue. All that mattered was saving Quincy, and myself.

So with all the strength I had left, I focused my mind on Levi, picturing his face in my mind's eye. And then, I sent a message, a desperate plea for help, through our mind link.

"Help me!" I whispered into the dark as I slowly faded away into the oblivion.