Dr. Luna
Demon War: Rise of the Alpha Chapter 35

Kali had explained to Freya the one shot she had. It wasn't a guarantee, but it was the only thing she had to try. She had made her way off the mountain side and was now deep in a dark forest.

The forest was eerily quiet as Freya made her way through it. Even the sun wasn't reaching through the leaves. The smell in the air was foul and stung her nose. Her senses were yelling at her to turn around and go in another direction. But she was curious, and this was the fastest way back to Wyatt.

Like the predator she was she stalked through the treetops in silence. Making sure to keep her body well hidden as she ignored the tingling sensation screaming at her to run. What was this? She knew it was demons because she recognized the scent. But for some reason her body was telling her to get out of there. Why? She was a demon huntress. Killing demons is what she does.

Every movement she made was soft and calculated. She drifted through the trees like the wind. She was able to hear sounds. They were becoming clearer. She made her way into a large leafy tree and found an opening where she could gaze out but not be seen. She hid her aura so that she could go unnoticed. She peered through onto the ground below her.

Demons were scattered over the forest. It looked like several bands had met up together to prepare their next march. This wasn't anything unusual though. The demons have been on the move and banding together. There was something else that had set her on edge. And she soon realized exactly what it was.

She watched as she saw a demon, she had seen only a couple times. Yet, she would never forget his face. She watched as the demon Leoric came into the clearing. Then Freya's breath caught in her chest. An icy chill ran through her veins as her eyes widened in horror. She watched as a large beast walked up. His skin was a dark brown. He had wings that came from his back that if spread open would rival a dragon's wingspan. The creature's hands had sharp nails and fangs for teeth. He was colossal and each step created a small tremor below him. He walked confidently and proudly. In his dark eyes, fear didn't exist. She was looking at the epitome of everything evil. And rightfully her fingers began to shake. A wave of nausea rolled through her stomach. This demon war had brought up an ancient evil. A terrifying monster from the deep. And while she couldn't believe it she couldn't ignore what she saw in plain sight. It was Mephisto who looked like he would be entering the war alongside his son, Leoric.

Freya leaned back against the trunk of the tree for support. If Mephisto fought in the war they were in trouble. There was only one thing that could stand toe to toe with an original demon such as him. And that would be a tier one deity. A deity such as Leviathan fighting against Mephisto would be their only chance. And even then they would be an equal match against the other. It would be a toss up who would win. And what if he wasn't the only original demon joining the war? The upcoming battle would not just be a battle for balance. It will be a fight for survival. If they lose to the demons, they will surely face extinction.

Freya slipped away quietly. She was afraid. She needed to get away from the terrifying sight of Mephisto. Kati and Selene must already know that Mephisto is challenging the balance which is why they have been slowing stacking the playing field. But would it be enough? This wouldn't be the easy fight she hoped it would be. They would need every one to join in against the demons. The fairy's, werewolves and dragons would all need to fight together. And they would need Leviathan to fight against Mephisto. Once Freya felt like she was far enough away she panted heavily into the tree leaning her head against the cool bark. Her body was finally calming down being away from his intense aura. She never realized how terrifying an original demon was. It was not just his monstrous looks. It was everything about him. There was the power that radiated off of him and his commanding presence. Then there was the cruelty that swept over his eyes.

Freya looked back over her shoulder in the direction where she had seen the demons. They seemed to still be in the preparation phase. They weren't quite ready to march for war, but it was coming. She hoped she would be able to fix things with Wyatt. How could she fight in the war with him otherwise? She couldn't allow him to fight blindfolded. She had agreed that she would be there without fully thinking things through. It would be tough to engage in the battle with Wyatt. He would need his sight. Freya shook her head and stood up on the branch she was perched on.

She looked off in the direction where the Diamond pack was. She would be taking the long way around and giving the demons a wide berth. She in no way wanted to run into Mephisto. She sprinted through the trees again making sure to remain stealthy. There would be demon scouts nearby making sure everything was clear. There was an uneasiness in her chest. She needed to get to her mate. She had been away from him too long and knew he would be worrying.

She looked off in the direction where the Diamond pack was. She would be taking the long way around and giving the demons a wide berth. She in no way wanted to run into Mephisto. She sprinted through the trees again making sure to remain stealthy. There would be demon scouts nearby making sure everything was clear. There was an uneasiness in her chest. She needed to get to her mate. She had been away from him too long and knew he would be worrying. Wyatt, I'm coming.

Wyatt walked behind his parents as they were patrolling the pack's territory. It had almost been a week since he last saw Freya. He was more than anxious. He had started patrolling the pack's border several times a day. For one it gave him something to do and two he was hoping he would catch some sort of sign of her. Maybe catch her scent on the breeze? Anything to let him know she was on her way. Today his parents joined him along with his uncle and brother. He was a bit frustrated by the extra company. This was his time of solitude and for the first time in his life he craved it. He wanted to be away from the smiling faces in his pack and happy mated couples. All he could think about was his own mate. And how he couldn't see her or else he would try to kill her. And how he had no idea where she was or if she was in danger.

"You sure you don't want a mate of your own uncle Tristan?" Jason looked over at his uncle and smiled.

"I am very sure. I'm glad you took one for yourself. This is my own personal choice, and I am happy with it. I don't feel like anything is missing from my life. It is actually very full." Tristan knew that Jason was projecting his feelings a bit onto him. It was his choice, and he never felt the need to take a mate. "I am very interested though in how you said you felt the mate pull. I wonder what that is about? We don't have a fated mate. You are the first I have ever heard of in that aspect."

"I couldn't believe it either. The same thing goes for Jin. Her kind don't have fated mates either. Well, her kind of demon that is. I'm not sure what that means. I guess just that we were supposed to be together." Jason shrugged. It really didn't matter to him. He had her and that was all that mattered.

Wyatt stopped walking as he felt a small pull in his chest. Blaze had perked his ears up and was alert. There was something pulling him. Then he caught the faintest scent of his mate. She was back. He began to look around frantically.

Hey moron you can't look at her remember? So quit trying to look for her. Blaze chuckled.

Wyatt rolled his eyes in annoyance, but his wolf was right. He didn't want to accidentally see her and then fly off the handle.

"Wyatt?" Tyler turned around and looked at his son who was standing in place with his eyes now closed.

"She's close." He whispered out as her scent got stronger.

Did you miss me? Freya's voice echoed into his mind. His heart squeezed and he felt a wave of relief wash over him.

Miss you? Baby, it's been torture. Wyatt answered her back.

Keep your eyes closed, okay? He heard her voice again.

I won't open them.

Freya jumped down onto the ground behind Wyatt. Her arms reached around his back and she leaned her head against him. Immediately he brought his own hands up over hers lifting them to his lips. She felt the weight of the world lift from her shoulders in that moment. How have you been? I have been thinking about you constantly.

I'm not going to lie. I have been miserable. I can't not be with you anymore. I can't have you leaving my side again. I can't take it. Wyatt kissed her finger and inhaled her sweet scent. Did you find a way to fix this?

"I found something we can try." Freya said out loud so everyone could hear. "It is the only shot we have."

"I found something we can try." Freya said out loud so everyone could hear. "It is the only shot we have."

"What is it?" Lilly asked. She was worried it could be something that could harm Wyatt.

"I have to mark him." Freya met with Lilly's eyes. "If my vampire venom is strong enough it will turn him. This will start to change his blood into something different. This will weaken the blood potion and Wyatt might be able to fight it out of his system. The worst case would be it doesn't work and now Wyatt is that much stronger and harder to control. It is the only option we have."

"Very well. We have two guardians here plus Tyler. The three of them will be able to hold Wyatt down so we can test if it works without him getting to you." Lilly conceded to this. No harm would come to Wyatt and he might end up stronger because of it. "I'd actually like to speak with you before we proceed. Just in case things go horribly I'd like to tell you what I have seen while traveling." Freya watched Lilly nod her head.

"What did you see?" Wyatt asked, wanting to know too.

"Nope. I'm not telling you until after your transformation is done. I want you focusing on only one thing. And that is fighting the potion inside of your body." Freya poked at his front as she trailed her hands off of him.

She walked away and Lilly followed behind her.

"We will need to walk far enough away to make sure he isn't able to hear us." Lilly pointed off deep in the distance.

"I wonder what she saw." Wyatt said quietly, still keeping his eyes closed.

"Nope. Push it from your mind Wyatt. You've only got one shot at this. You need to prepare yourself mentally for what is about to happen." Tyler walked up and put his hand on his son's shoulder. "From what I know, the pain of becoming a hybrid is intense. You are going to need to focus through this pain. And then on the other hand... the feeling you get by being marked by your mate is extreme in another way. A more pleasurable way. You are going to need to push through both of these and focus on the blood potion." "You can do this Wyatt." Jason said encouraging him.

"I have to do this. But no matter what happens I won't be living without her. I just would like to be able to see her beautiful face again." Wyatt smiled as he envisioned her in his mind. He felt his father's hand tense a bit on his shoulder. He could tell he didn't like the idea of him staying with Freya if this failed. "Dad. Don't ask me to live without her because I can't."

"Wyatt what if there is an accident?" Tyler's voice was quiet and somber.

"I told Wyatt I will protect Freya from him." Jason came to his brother's defense.

"Yeah, but you won't be around them all the time. What happens if there is an accident in the bedroom. It only takes a split-second Wyatt, and you could kill her. You would never be able to recover from that if you did." Tyler sighed trying to reason with his son. "He's right Wyatt. If you end up killing your own mate you would go crazy." Tristan said agreeing with Tyler.

"I'll go crazy without her. Of course, I'm afraid of the accident happening. I'm terrified of hurting her. But more than that I am petrified of not having her by my side. I need her. I'm willing to try anything in order to keep her by my side. And if that means making sure there is never an accident then that is what I will do." Wyatt said with determination.

"And he is back to clawing his eyes out." Tristan growled lowly. The alpha of the Diamond pack couldn't have this weakness. Let alone being the king of the werewolves, the alpha king. He would have many enemies and his eyesight would be vital.

"Look. Freya and I will decide together what is best for us. All I want is for you guys to support me and the decision we make. It is our life and our choice. That's it." Wyatt stopped the conversation right there. This wasn't up for debate. This was between him and Freya. No matter what anyone thought it was not their decision to make.