C3 Three

Shane's POV.

"NO!"

the scream flooded my ears as I saw Roy stumbling to the other side. I saw Henrietta strike him on the back with her sword, then I heard Roy's men falling to the floor from behind my door on the outside. Henrietta had just killed them as quickly as she was in the room.

What was she doing here? She needed to leave.

Suddenly, I felt this power surging through me, this strong need to protect her from Roy's blades. I picked up my sword that had been knocked off my hand and turned towards Roy, only to find him fighting with my sister.

Henrietta was furious and I feared she was going to shape shift into her wolf anytime soon and that'd be bad given the situation. I needed her to leave!

I hurried over to them and joined in, ignoring the pains that came with every forceful swing I made .

" Two against one? That's hardly fair " Roy breathed tiredly.

" Then you should've come prepared! " Henrietta replied angrily, her face smeared with blood.

She strikes him, causing him to fall back, far away from her and me but she doesn't stop. She kept striking and striking until Roy stumbled to the floor, his sword the only shield stopping Henrietta's sword from slicing through his face.

I decided I couldn't wait for my sister to do my fighting. This was as far as she went for me. I'm the king, their Alpha and I'm worthless if I just stood there and watched her do the fighting. This was a lost war to begin with, my men had already been apprehended. I was completely defenseless but I'm not going to stop fighting.

I screamed and lounged for him. He's quick to notice my incoming and breaks free of Henrietta's bondage, and pushing her away before I could reach him, his sword cutting through her arm and causing her to whimper in pain.

I struck him with my sword, pushing him backwards until he reached the wall, my eyes glaring daggers at his. He saw my eyes, saw the hatred in them and I saw how they matched his. I hated him.

Just then, Henrietta comes back in.

" Get back, Henrietta " I growled " get out of here "

"No," she breathes heavily " I'm not leaving you, Shane!"

"Aargh!" I screamed out of frustration and anger. She'll never listen to me! I pulled my sword back and drove it forward, towards his chest but he rolls away, striking back with his sword but Henrietta catches him with hers and then the fight continued again.

For what felt like minutes, we fought endlessly, Roy sustaining a couple of wounds inflicted by Henrietta's blades.

Just then, the door pushed open and an arrow came flying in. Everything happened so fast and it was too late for me. Too late for me to knock my sister out of the way , too late for me to protect her, too late for me to stop the arrow from striking her on the chest, right where her heart was.

Henrietta stops fighting as the pain shot through her and she coughed out blood.

"Hen. . . . . " Was all I could mutter silently before watching her collapse to the floor.

I stood frozen and for a second all I heard was an eerie sound. Then I felt an arrow hit me and then another one. I watched Henrietta's body on the floor, watched how her teary eyes watched me, how her bloody lips smiled up at me.

Anger. Anger. That was all I felt. The anger that suddenly fueled me up powered me in a strange way, I couldn't even understand it but I knew I needed to do something. Roy had to pay.

Just as I was about to leap towards him, the room suddenly went smoky and I couldn't see anything. Then I felt a hand grabbing me by the arm and dragging me out. I didn't know who, couldn't think about who could possibly do that but I knew about one thing.

I was grateful.

I looked closely through the fog to see Henrietta's unconscious body lying face down on the floor, blood pooling around her, her hair wet and smudged across her face. I felt a pang at my heart as the image of her body started to disappear in my eyes as the hand pulled me father away from her.

I tried to pull free from this person and go be with her, die with her but I was too weak to even break free of the arm, too weak to basically do anything and just watched, letting the image of my sister disappear in my eyes before completely vanishing from my view.

I felt more pains than the pains inflicted by the sword and arrows and they didn't hurt so much. I should've died in there. I should've died protecting my sister. I should not have been rescued. This is wrong.

I didn't know where I was or whose shoulder I was leaning on but I knew the person's body was a bit smaller than mine and that he or she couldn't carry me for long. But I was losing it. I didn't know how much longer I could keep my eyes open.

I heard the sudden chaos that rose behind me.

Roy.

He was looking for me. I tried to look into the face of my savior but all I saw was lumps of hair and I just looked down again. I staggered beside this body and started to hear the water body hitting off shore. Where was this? Outside the village obviously.

Everything became blurry in front of me as my head spun. I reached out to cradle it and felt my body being lifted, like I was falling. All I could hear was my forced breathing. Then just like that I was being lifted into something hard.