Dr. Luna
Demon War: Rise of the Alpha Chapter 36

Freya and Lilly talked away from prying werewolf ears. Though Tyler knew what was going on as Lilly processed the information in her mind. "I see. So we will need at least one upper deity if we are going to defeat the demon army." Lilly said quietly.

"I don't see any other way around it. Only a tier one deity will be able to stand against an original demon. Let's just hope there is only one and that Leviathan is able to fight against him. It will still be a tough battle." Freya looked down at her feet. "I wish we could have met under better circumstances." Lilly smiled. "Me too." She then sighed. "I can't talk with Wyatt. He won't listen. You know how dangerous it will be if this doesn't work and you stay together anyways, right? If he ends up accidentally killing you... it will destroy him."

Freya felt a bit shocked. Her eyes flashed upwards and onto Lilly. "Are you telling me that if this doesn't work that I should leave him?" Her heart rate picked up as she felt the panic set in.

"Don't you think it would be for the best?" Lilly tilted her head to the side and raised her eyebrows.

Freya shook her head furiously. "No, I don't. I don't think either one of us will be able to endure being alive without each other. Even if he has to live blindfolded around me I think we would both prefer that."

Lilly frowned. It was exactly what she didn't want to hear. Her mind connected with Tyler's and she already knew that Wyatt felt the same way. The two of them left her no choice. What must be done would be done.

"So, you understand how the marking will take place? We will know immediately if my venom was enough. He will feel the burn immediately. Then the others must hold him tight and allow him to look at me. He will have to fight against the blood potion effect as his blood is changing. This is the only shot we have." Freya changed the topic to something more important. This was what they needed to focus on now.

Lilly's eyes glazed over and then refocused as she had a private conversation with Tyler. She looked at Freya and then nodded her head. "I understand. I let Tyler know that they'll need to be prepared to hold back Wyatt. Thank goodness we have the two guardians too. If he turns into a tribrid there is no telling how strong he will be."

"Okay well I guess we should get this started." Freya said as she turned to walk back towards Wyatt.

Lilly reached behind her and sighed with a frown as her fingers ran over the hard object she had tucked in her back pants. She closed her eyes and lifted her head into the breeze.

We aren't wrong Lilly. We have to protect our son. Kira (Lilly's wolf) said feeling her conflicted feelings

I know Kira. If this doesn't work, I will take this moment to do what is necessary. Lilly felt the water build up in her eyes. She knew how upset Wyatt would be and that it would hurt him. But she had to do what she could for her son. She opened her eyes and looked at the back of the auburn-haired girl. It would be a horrible death for her to die at the hands of her own mate. She could only do what she felt was right and hope she was making the right decision. Lilly trusted herself and Tyler. They both agreed about what must be done. She slowly began to follow after Freya. She smiled when the girl turned her head and their eyes met. Yes, she was doing the right thing.

Wyatt could smell Freya's scent stronger, so he knew she was coming closer. He had continued to keep his eyes closed just in case. He was ready. He needed to know what type of future he would have. Either this would work, and he could finally see his mate again or it wouldn't, and they would have to decide how they wanted to proceed. No matter what happened. He wasn't going to live without Freya.

"I will stay close to Freya. Just in case Wyatt breaks free I can deter him long enough for her to escape." Lilly said as her eyes met with Tyler's. It was an unspoken affirmation. There was no turning back now if things went wrong.

"After I mark him, I will immediately back away so that you all can hold onto him. Wyatt, once we know if my venom is working then I will need you to look at me. After they have a good hold on you of course." Freya smiled and nodded at Jason. She would be counting on him and the other two men to be able to hold Wyatt back. "I don't know how strong this will make him. I hope you guardians are as tough as you claim you are."

"After I mark him, I will immediately back away so that you all can hold onto him. Wyatt, once we know if my venom is working then I will need you to look at me. After they have a good hold on you of course." Freya smiled and nodded at Jason. She would be counting on him and the other two men to be able to hold Wyatt back. "I don't know how strong this will make him. I hope you guardians are as tough as you claim you are."

Tristan snorted. "With the three of us holding onto Wyatt it shouldn't be a problem. Though I will be interested to see how strong he is going one on one with a guardian." Tristan smirked over at Jason.

"Already volunteering me for an experimental battle? Sure. I'll do it. I can't let an old bear like you get hurt." Jason winked at Tristan and elbowed him playfully.

Tyler walked up to Wyatt and put his hand on his shoulder. "Son..." His voice then dropped low. "Your mother and I love you; you know that right?"

Wyatt chuckled. "Dad, you act like this is going to kill me or change me into a different person. Of course, I know that."

Tyler smiled weakly. "I just want you to remember that is all."

"Thanks Dad. I know." Wyatt stood there with his eyes closed. How he wished he could open them and see his mate. It had been too long since he was able to look into her green emeralds. He needed this to work. He needed to see her.

Freya walked up behind Wyatt and rested her head on his back. I wanted this to be an intimate moment for us but I guess that can't be helped. She smiled into his back as she felt it tense up.

We will more than make up for it later. I promise. No matter what.

No matter what. My place is by your side. Freya took in his scent and calmed her nerves for what was about to happen. She leaned herself up to his neck.

He felt her breath hit his skin. Tingling sensation rippled through his body. He felt his heartrate picking up in anticipation for what was about to happen. His mate was about to mark him. He could feel the heat between them as her chest pressed against his back. Freya inhaled the scent of her mate. She pushed her fangs forward. She was marking him as a werewolf and as a vampire. She was claiming her mate and praying this worked. She kissed his neck where she would be marking him. She let her lips brush against him as she whispered, "I love you, Wyatt". She didn't give him a chance to respond as she sank her fangs into him deeply. All the while she held onto the shred of hope that this would work.

Right before she marked him she told him she loved him. He wanted to tell her that he loved her too but that quickly her fangs had entered his neck. He felt the sharp puncture as a wave of pleasure surged through him. He could feel something chilling flowing into him as well. That chilling sensation soon turned into a burn. He felt Freya move away and then he was being held by three powerful sets of arms.

Liquid fire set its course through Wyatt's veins. It was as if a hot iron was branding his insides and a burning energy began to course through him. He could feel the foreign invasion as something was beginning to change in his body. This was the venom doing it's work. With a deep breath he tried to push away the pain. And push away the thoughts of being marked by his mate. Now he had to fight. He slowly opened his eyes. He turned his head a bit and his gaze landed onto Freya.

Freya watched as Wyatt looked at her. His stormy eyes grew black, and a deep snarl ripped through his throat. He began tugging and fighting the men who had a hold of him. It was obvious that at this moment all he wanted to do was attack her. She couldn't see his consciousness at all pulling through. She watched as the three men started to struggle to hold onto him as his new strength began to grow. He was changing. The transformation was happening fast for him.

"Wyatt please." Freya's voice quivered as her hands slightly trembled. His blood thirsty gaze was still upon her as he thrashed around violently. Growls rippled through his throat. Luckily the three men were able to hold him back though it was taking a lot of effort on their part. Her eyes watered as she looked at him and the hate in his eyes. This wasn't working. It wasn't going to work. "This isn't working. He isn't able to fight it off." Her voice broke slightly.

"Wyatt please." Freya's voice quivered as her hands slightly trembled. His blood thirsty gaze was still upon her as he thrashed around violently. Growls rippled through his throat. Luckily the three men were able to hold him back though it was taking a lot of effort on their part. Her eyes watered as she looked at him and the hate in his eyes. This wasn't working. It wasn't going to work. "This isn't working. He isn't able to fight it off." Her voice broke slightly. Freya felt a soft hand land onto her shoulder. She glanced over at Lilly as a tear trickled down her face.

"I'm sorry Freya." Lilly said quietly. She took in a deep breath and looked at Wyatt. His possessed sight was gut wrenching to see. She squeezed her fingers together and solidified her resolve. She reached behind her and quickly plunged the object into Freya's back. She watched as the blood pooled around the wound. Freya fell to a knee as her body trembled.

Freya felt the warm liquid trickling from her body. She could see it pooling onto the ground below her. She winced from the pain and then toppled over onto her side. Her face was scrunched up, but her eyes immediately went to Wyatt. She kept her gaze on him as the crimson liquid flowed around her body. She needed to see his face. She coughed slightly and squinted her eyes in pain. She took in a heavy breath as she closed her eyes.

Lilly looked down at the girl. Her eyes were filled with tears. She then looked up to Wyatt. "I'm sorry. I hope you forgive me. You can't move on with her alive. I did this for you. I only hope you will be able to understand that."

Wyatt blanked when his eyes fell upon Freya. He heard his wolf howling in his head in agony and he began to fight through his trance. His body was thrashing against the men holding him, but his consciousness was slowly clearing. It was like he was looking through his body's eyes, but it wasn't his body. He looked through his eyes and watched as his mother stabbed Freya in the back with a stake. He watched her slumped onto the ground. Her green eyes watching him until finally they shut. Her body laid there motionlessly. He listened as his mother apologized to him. How could he understand that? How could he forgive her for this? Is this what his father meant earlier? He felt his body rage in anger, and he began fighting to get to her. He was battling to regain control of his body. Excruciating pain was surging inside of him as he was completing the transformation. The suffering he was feeling inside was nothing like the agony his chest was feeling seeing his mate laying on the ground unmoving. The incinerating pain crashed against him coming in waves. It would recede slightly only to come crashing against him viciously. It was like his insides were being liquified with acid. Though the pain was debilitating it was still nothing in comparison to his chest feeling like it was being ripped out. He needed more power. He needed to be stronger. He needed to get to his mate.

His wolf howled in anguish once again and Wyatt embraced his feral side. The flood gates inside of him burst open. The flood gates holding in his red energy broke free. The crimson force gushed through him as it intertwined with the venom of his mate. Together the deadly combination purified his blood in a volcanic heat. His aura pushed out of him. His body took on half a tribrid transformation and in a forceful motion shook off the three men. He then rushed to Freya's side. His eyes no longer laced in darkness but back to his silver self.

He was back to his human self as he slid to his knees next to Freya. He reached out and gently took her body into his arms holding her close to his chest. What was his life without her? What was the point of any of this without her?

He held her body close and lifted his eyes up to his mother's. The woman who had stabbed his mate.