I’m winded with the fall, and we roll apart as we collide with forest floor and rake through bushes and debris. The intense burning puncture wound of my leg causes me to stifle a cry as it’s opened further on impact, and I try to jump up to face him before he regains his own posture and comes again. My powers don’t fail me, and without getting to turn around in time I manage to sense his lunge and throw him over the top in one easy maneuver.
Colton’s huge form is tossed up and over me in a magnificent show of power, my hands throbbing with the effort as my energy expands and blows him into a rolling fall. Thrusting him some thirty feet in front of us so he crashes face first into standing trees and I flinch and shrivel at what I just did to my mate. My two femmes clear the log between us and land nearby to shield me once more by flanking me at both sides. Panting from the chase and I realize how far we came with what just happened.
Your leg, you’re bleeding
Sierra’s words ring in my head, pulling my aching heart from the sight of him, back to my physical pain and I try and ignore the hot warm mess rolling down inside and outside my clothes. The pain making me wince as I try to carry on. We don’t have time to stop and deal with it, he won’t stay stunned for more than seconds.
Colton isn’t down for long and he turns and comes right back at me with the speed of a blink. Angrier than before and I extend my hands to throw him back, pulling everything I have in me to make sure he travels three times as far with my next blow, only …… nothing happens.
Hands out, energy building inside of me, yet it fails to release and instead feels like it deflates and fizzles away. Like a punctured balloon, before it even reaches my wrists. I have to plunge sideways to dodge his furious attack, my two femmes scattering too as Carmen tries to push me away from him with one paw and I roll into the undergrowth.
Carmen pounces on him from behind, but she’s no match to his strength, his skill, or his speed, and he catches her by the base of her neck and bodily slams her to the ground. Right over a rock, so a crack vibrates through the air around me and she howls in sheer agony. Sierra latches onto his arm in desperation, aiming to protect Carmen, sinking her teeth in while trying to encompass him in blue glow and I have no idea what she’s doing.
Whatever it was, it fails, and Colton throws her off effortlessly. Like tossing away a rag, roaring aggressively so the trees around us shudder and I try to pull myself back together and get back in the fight. I try to breathe though crushed lungs, breathless and sweating. I try to center my frantic thoughts, figure out what just happened to my powers.
Your other gift….. absorb, deflect…. You can do it.
Use the wolf in you, those gifts might be stronger still.
Sierra’s words filter in; a moment of hope rising inside of me that she might be right, and I still have ability to take him. I still have that untapped resource in my arsenal as my hybrid side fails me. I recoil as he turns this way, ignoring the blood loss and weeping pain from my leg as he comes right at me once more, still intent on getting me it seems. Knowing that to absorb, I have to take from him by getting close enough to do so. I have to let him get near.
I muster enough of my dwindling energy to stop him short, but I can feel it failing even as I grasp at it and tug it into my palms. There’s no building of it, no ball or orb, and I feel like I’m clawing at air, and nothing materializes like it should. I feel like I’ve gone back to that time in the woods when I didn’t know how to pull it to me or control it, but this is all wrong. My powers are failing me, and I don’t understand how or why or……. What the hell the fates are doing to me?
It’s faster than I thought. The witch said they would weaken in time, not completely die the second I need them, so this can’t be the babies. I can’t have come out here to be a deadweight of useless and stand in the face of mate so he can strike me down. This isn’t the god damn plan.
I stumble backwards as both femmes tag him, sensing something is wrong with me. One each side, teeth to throat, both bravely surging in and latch on. Trying to help me by dragging him down between them and give me time and space to move away. I have no other option but to turn and run as I fail to muster anything at all, so I make a move, but weariness and dizziness start to kick my ass and panic floods my body with the knowledge that I’m completely powerless. It’s like being human. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I try to mind link them and even that seems impossible as I’m met with darkness, and I wonder if the fog has started to affect me too.
I need to recover my power first, before I turn back on him, because I’m literally useless and practically pointless in this state. I stumble, and trip, and roll into a ditch, my hand instantly damp with the way I fold into myself and end up in a bedraggled heap. It causes me to look down to see why I’m so wet and it dawns on me why my gift is failing.
The pain in my leg is nothing compared to reality of the injury I can see through torn fabric and torn skin. Judging by the amount of blood seeping through my clothes, staining the ground where I just landed, I’m literally bleeding to death… fast. My skin is pale, my hands are trembling as icy coldness sweeps through and I panic as I look out, hoping Sierra is close enough to help me. My inner wolf is restless and scraping inside my head, trying to turn me and I have to fight myself to remain as I am. Her inner need to heal me, my survival instinct suddenly ferocious now I realize the depth of my injury, yet I hold it still. If I turn, they die, so I can’t sacrifice them, even if I’m this close to death. I calm my breathing, focus all I have left and put all my energy into one little mind link.
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