My entire world spun. I found it extrely difficult to breathe, as the scene around turned blurry. My brain couldn’t figure out what was what, and I felt like I was going to pass out at any mont.
It was a terrible and utterly frightening feeling.
The only comfort in had in that mont was Xina’s hand softly holding mine.
"Señorita María! Let’s go back to the room! I have to make sure you’re safe. The killer could still be running around the house!"
Her voice shook out of my daze, and I took a deep, long breath.
"That’s right. You don’t have the ti to be scared, María José." I muttered under my breath and suddenly raised my head. With a newfound determination, I said to Xina, "I have a task for you. It’s quite difficult, but I hope you have the courage to complete it."
"¿Qué... qué es eso?" She asked with watery eyes.
I gently squeezed her hand. "I know you’re scared. I am too. But, we have a lot of powerful wolves in this household. So, we have to be strong too. Do you understand?"
Xina nodded as she broke down in tears.
I wanted to cry too. Goddess knows I was utterly broken by the news of Luna Ann’s death. I wanted nothing more than to just give up and huddle myself in a corner.
I was tired, frustrated, and mostly, scared.
But I persevered. Because I knew Axel wouldn’t give up easily too. Because I had Xiomara with . And because the pack needed .
If that demon Ignacio was still in the house, then it was our job to defeat him and pay him back with death.
I exhaled and said to Xina, "I need you to gather all the maids and servants and take them out of the house, to the western wing. Tell them the killer could still possibly be in the house, so we need to avoid casualties as much as we can. Can you do that?"
Xina managed to nod her head. Tears were streaming down her face, and her face was contorted in sorrow.
"Good." I nodded. "Once that is completed, I need you to go towards the borders of our territory. There, you’ll find a witch living in a shack. I need you to tell her that the enemy has appeared, and bring her over as fast as you can."
"Alright. W-what will you do?" Xina asked with a hiccup.
I was silent for a few seconds, before responding with sheer determination, "I am going to join the hunt for the killer."
Xina’s eyes widened in shock.
"¡No puedes, por favor! You’re pregnant!"
I offered her a gentle smile and said, "Do not worry about , querida. I’ll be with Axel, so I’m going to be fine."
Xina continued crying, but nodded after a while. Then, she hurried in the direction the other maids took.
I stood there for a while, listening to the chaos all around .
"I’m giving you my power," Xiomara said, and I nodded. My wolf senses kicked in, and I listened far and wide, trying to pick up on the tiniest of sounds.
I weaved around the myriad of screams and noises, and eventually heard sothing important. It was faint, yet undeniable.
Axel’s painful grunt.
My eyes turned bloodshot imdiately.
"Xiomara!" I yelled, and power surged through instantly. I fought through the imnse pain that also washed over due to the babies I was carrying, and rushed forward like a tide.
Axel’s grunt had co from the area allocated to his cousin, Luis. As I rushed through the different hallways and corridors of the house, I thought back to Axel’s yell.
He had ntioned Luis.
Could it be?
Could it really be?
I fought the tears back as I rushed through the house. I soon arrived at that corner of the unnecessarily large house, and I could imdiately tell that sothing was terribly wrong.
One, the locket around my neck was heating up at a rapid pace. Two, I could hear painful grunts, yells, as well as fearso growls that shook my entire being.
There was a dreadful battle going on in a half-collapsed room.
"Do you feel that?" Xiomara hissed, and I suddenly felt a wave of sinister energy assault my body. My very being trembled, and I doubled over, vomiting putrid contents from my stomach.
"¡Dios mío!" I gasped, my breath strained and heavy. "What the hell is that?!"
Xiomara’s hateful tone resounded in my head, "That is pure evil! It’s him. It’s Ignacio!"
I gritted my teeth and forced myself to stand. Despite the horror that gnawed at my chest, I pushed my legs towards the room ahead. As I reached the entrance, one of the guards flew across, before crashing heavily into the opposite wall.
His face was mangled, and his bones were sticking out from his flesh. The poor guard was dead.
I almost puked again. I clenched my fists and rushed into the room.
It was just as I had expected. Chaos, mangled flesh and bones, groans of agony, as well as towering beasts that engage in a fearso wrestle with one another.
In that mont, one of the large wolves in the room rushed forward, slamming into what I assud was the enemy. Both of them slamd into the outer wall, and it ca crashing down.
They fell from a two-storey height to the grass below.
Before I could process anything, the second giant werewolf jumped out after them.
"Was that?"
"Axel and Álvaro? Yes." Xiomara said with fury evident in her voice.
I swallowed hard.
"What? They were fighting? Was that Ignacio’s demonic form?"
"Most likely," Xiomara answered. "There’s no ti to waste! We have to help them!"
I nodded and quickly glanced around, searching for any of the guards who were still alive. About four of them were. But they were too wounded to even stand. My heart bled for the dead.
However, I had no ti to mourn them, because that foul bastard was still alive.
I walked over to the collapsed wall and glanced down. Two giant werewolves were fighting an even taller creature with bestial horns. And he seed to be overpowering them, because of the shadows that twisted at his command.
There was no doubt about it. It was Ignacio.
"María José, due to our recent fatigue, you won’t be able to go into a full transformation. Also, I do not know how it’s going to affect the babies, so it’s best not to try."
I nodded my head. "I understand. I’ll fight with whatever power I have left."
Then, I jumped.
I landed on the soft grass with a heavy thud, and yelled at the top of my lungs, "IGNACIO!"
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