Juan fights back, holding no punches, even against a femme and hauls her from his body as he attempts to lift her into the air for a body swipe. With his strength, speed, and skill in fighting, I know Sierra is leading a futile battle against an opponent she will never beat. She was never a match for him, and now in this fast-paced moment, I know I only have one option to pull them apart safely. She won’t stop any other way and Radar won’t quit resisting the witch unless Sierra is removed. I know there’s only one thing I can do that will help her even the odds and bring much needed back up and space to fight this out properly.
A thought suddenly hits me that this was the only reason I was here at all, that these gifts were for this moment when I cannot physically jump in and defend her. I am all but pointless save my ability to thrust my pack around. Watching in agony as Sierra and Juan slash at one another, snap, and grapple, and she slowly loses in every move he makes.
I pull my palms together as his talons aim straight for her heart and throat while gripping her by the scruff of the neck, knowing this fight between them has no bounds and neither will stop until one dies. They both know that it’s the end for them whoever wins, and I can’t let this happen. Sierra must be saved at all costs.
Colton, please be close. Your mother needs you at the manor. Now!
I send the link out as I close my eyes, shutting the free flow of tears into the darkness with me and put all my energy into my palms. I pray for precision and enough gusto to send them flying. Pushing my love, anger, betrayal, loyalty… desire to save Sierra, into the one thing I can do for her.
“I’m sorry….. don’t be mad!” I utter towards her as I open my eyes and release with a forward thrust, all that I can muster at the two bodies caked in blood and hatred. I send them with a visible pulse of energy, thrusting them both forward with a violent assault, right through the balcony windows far behind them. Smashing glass as two dark furred shapes are blown like they were hit with a torpedo, straight out of the top floor balcony of the manor, and I cross my fingers and hope to God they heal quickly before the frequency has any kind of effect.
“Sierra!!” Radar growls in agony as he clutches out at the disappearing figures and Leyanne has to use all her might to slam him back down and continue whatever she’s doing. I squeeze my eyes shut, pray Colton heard me, or pack wolves did, and push towards the window to see where they landed. It’s nothing but darkness and shimmering shards of glass in the eerie night.
The smashing open of the double layered solid doors also lets the sound in that was previously held at bay and Juan’s minions all retreat in panic as they realize I have opened the elements and they will now suffer the same fate as the rest of the wolves around us. Their weapon will be used on them in the same way they have used it on the pack and their gifts will suffer soon enough. I have faith in Carmen down there trying to stop it, but for now, I can even feel the slow effect at this high height where the sound is closer and louder. It makes my skin goosebump and all my hairs stand on end.
A scuffle of claws and scrapes of shoved furniture see them abandoning my guards mid-fight and they run as fast as they can. They exit via the main door and take off at speed, some of the pack following while two go to Radar’s side to help.
“Stay with him… I need to go out there and find Sierra” I throw my command and turn to head after the rest, but Radar’s voice hits me hard.
“No you don’t! Stay fucking here. This is all going to shit. For once do as I tell you or else Colton will have my soul.” His hoarse and angry words pierce me guiltily, I can taste his pain as he struggles to sit up and Leyanne leans back with a satisfied snort.
“You’re healing, stay still for god’s sakes. I got the bullet out, but the toxins are already spreading and need to be reversed. I need more time to work on you to be sure to stop any long-lasting damage.” Leyanne appeals to him but it’s clear she doesn’t expect him to agree. He is on his feet in seconds, rubbing his shoulder and smearing blood across flesh absentmindedly before he shifts to wolf and fur covers the worst of it. His gaze locked on his goal, and I can already tell his brain is out that window.
Stay!
He links me a command with a snarl, and with a flash, takes a leap right out in the direction of Sierra and disappears into the darkest air. Barely a gush of wind or noise.
Not a second of hesitation, no regard for his weakened body or his still bleeding wound and yet I sigh with relief that he’s able to go after her. I may have delayed the fight by throwing them outside, but it was a temporary measure in the hopes of pulling Colton here to protect her and intervene. He still hasn’t linked me back and my heart shudders with the sudden realization of why. My blood running cold and nausea spreading fast as I put two and two together at his lack of linking me back. It’s not like him to not respond, not matter what’s happening.
The frequency…it weakens the gifts the longer they are exposed, so maybe Colton can’t link anymore because of it. And if he can’t link, then maybe he can’t use his strength or speed…maybe even his other abilities and alpha tone.? He’s out there fighting a strong enemy in a state not too dissimilar to Radar.
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