The Moon Goddess' Chosen

242 Chapter Two Hundred Forty Two

Fighting the alpha at the speed the Rogue Killer was forced to push herself had a nostalgic effect on the hunter. She found that her mind so often reached into her past. She’d been trained by two Chase hunters. One of them, Marie Chase, had been responsible for teaching her everything she knew about martial arts. The lessons with her mother were the most relaxing for her. When all was said and done, in a fight that was this fast, the girl was pushed to follow her instincts and depend purely on muscle memory.

Thoughts about what she was meant to do to break the enemy’s defences only helped to slow her down. ‘To think a rogue could achieve this level of mastery over the balance between agility and strength,’ the girl thought to herself as she vaulted over the beta alpha. It was tempting for her to close her eyes, however, she needed to take in the information so she could react accordingly. After all, she’d been taught to keep an eye when her senses failed her.

The beta alpha placed his foot forward and pivoted, using the stray force that would have left him exposed to attack the girl instead with a lateral strike aimed at her neck. With his claws extended, this attack would bring her down for sure. Katie was below the level his hand came only a second too soon and launched into a counter. The man’s second hand was in place to protect him just in time.

The two were locked in a fluid motion, each of them looking for an opening. No matter how faster the other tried to go, the other only increased their speed to match them. It seemed as though the fight was now boiling down to which of them was going to hold out more in terms of endurance. Neither of them had the stamina to keep it up forever, but then again, no one could tell just how long they were going to go at it.

‘Katie, we can’t defeat him on our own. We’ll run out of strength before too long,’ Ashley’s voice rang out in the girl’s mind as they continued their flurry of blocks and counterattacks.

‘I’m all ears, Ashley,’ the girl replied.

‘We haven’t revealed to him that we have a Strength Prometheus gift yet. The moment we do, we shall lose the element of surprise. We need help from him...’ the girl said to her. Katie didn’t have to ask who she meant, for the white wolf went slightly out of sync thinking of their mate.

‘Focus, Ashley,’ Katie yelled mentally as she hit guided a dangerous kick from its intended target, ‘This man’s hits pack a lot of energy. We can’t bear to slip.’

‘Oh, you worry so much, Katie. This man is not even a royal. What do we have to fear from him,’ the wolf replied.




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‘It’s good to hear that you still have your pride as a royal intact,’ Katie replied, ‘Let’s try to sync with Cole. He might be able to help us with this.’

‘You mean the same thing we did with that girl earlier,’ the wolf asked, ‘Do you think it will work again?’

‘It will if we close our eyes. It’s only then that we can share our senses. To think we found that out just earlier tonight,’ the girl scoffed internally. Just as she was crouching low to dodge one of the man’s deadly kicks to the side, she felt her thigh muscles start to scream out in pain, ‘And we have to hurry. We don’t have much time left.’
The two of them had completely ignored their surroundings to keep their minds in the fight. Their lives depended on it. From what the girl had witnessed before joining in. The beta alpha was indeed powerful enough to take them all down. It all depended on staying at her best until the opportunity to bring him down presented itself. Clearing her mind, she allowed her senses to feed the information about her opponent into her mind. It was only when she felt as though her eyes were providing her with second-hand information that she closed them and started fighting on pure instinct.

It was also then that she began to feel the presence of those that around her. Her mate stood not far from them with his fists clenched. The mate bond fed her with the emotions of someone who wanted to help so dearly. A smile graced the girl’s face as she pivoted around the beta alpha, diverting one of his fists and completely switching positions with him. It was like a dance the two were involved in at some point. However, gripping was only bound to get you killed.

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Cole wondered what his mate meant when she contacted him during her fight. Although his feelings were immediately snuffed out when he began to feel his mate’s impulses down to the last letter. He could tell how many decisions she was forced to make in every second that the two of them fought. He could tell that she was only trying to keep herself from meeting one of his more than mortifying blows.

Cole might not have been as fast as the creatures before him, but he did feel as though there was something he could do. His wolf surged forward in an attempt to aid him instead of distracting him, “Don’t fight your wolf, Cole. Let him forward.”

“How is that even supposed to work? My wolf coming forward only means me going to the back,” he replied.

“No, it doesn’t always mean that,” Katie replied.

“Are you going to teach me something about werewolves in the middle of a fight,” the royal asked his mate astounded that she could even talk to him while fighting for her life.

“Well, to be honest, I can only talk to you because we are fighting as one right now. So it’s like I’m thinking to myself,” the girl replied. Cole remained silent for a moment before realizing what she meant. His impulses kicked in and he began to circle the two brawling werewolves. Katie moved more than the beta alpha, using what Cole was now sure to be her Agility gift to keep on her toes and out of reach of the man’s deadly attacks.

Almost like a bell, he launched into motion aiming for the beta alpha who was entranced by his mate. The rogue barely noticed when a fist connected with his side, the force of the impact sending him tumbling. Katie vanished and picked the man by his heel before he had the chance to react. The girl was spinning on her heel, holding the bulky man by his foot as though he weighed nothing. Cole picked up on her next intention and aimed at the man’s swinging body with a round kick that connected with the man’s face, knocking him fast unconscious with a sickening crunch.

Katie dropped the man immediately and fell to her knees, panting heavily. The quick and nimble female hunter that had accompanied them rushed to the man and stabbed his thighs and shoulders with blades that reeked of the poison all werewolves dreaded. The reaction of the wolfsbane immediately stained all the veins at the wounds and turned them a sickening dark purple as had been the final step of their plan.

Alice got up, breathing a sigh of relief and turned to the cell tower, “I can’t believe what I’ve just witnessed. That man was extremely powerful and you took him down. I guess you can back up your confidence when you put your mind to it,” she said to the tired hunter.

“I don’t think I got him because I am well-trained in...” the girl’s panting voice was stopped by the sound of a generator kicking back to life.

“You’re right, my daughter. The rogue was not fighting at his best. And here I was thinking you had gone soft after all this time,” a voice interrupted them. Katie’s eyes went wide with recognition. She’d known the voice all her life and didn’t think she’d be hearing from the same person so soon. The crew looked up and noticed a female hunter standing atop the concrete wall. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and she donned on a coat and full leather wear commonly used by hunters that bore the agility gift.

“Marie... Is that you?” Alice’s voice took the words from Katie’s mouth. She looked between the two of them and saw more than a look of recognition.

“It’s been long, Alice,” Aunt Marie responded, leaping from the top of the wall and landing right before the woman. The two of them engulfed each other in a warm hug, tears flowing from both their eyes.

“Far too long, Marie. You don’t even look a day older than the last time I last saw you,” Alice responded.

“And you’ve grown into quite the fine young woman,” Aunt Marie responded.

“Not nearly as strong as the young hunter I witnessed today,” the woman replied, beckoning to the tired royal on the ground. Cole had taken his place beside her and began to search her for any injuries. Just as he’d thought, the girl was covered in numerous bruises that stung to touch.

“Well, she’s one of a kind. You might want to compare yourself with normal hunters,” Marie chuckled.

Right when Katie was about to ask them what was going on, her senses flared up, warning her of incoming enemies. Footsteps came rushing through the woods. Katie got ready only to see Jeremiah bursting through the woods with sweat staining his face. He was breathing very badly and looked like he might die from pure exhaustion. What kept Katie from worrying about the spy was how spotless he was. There was barely a scratch on him, “Katie, he called the rest of them,” he said after collapsing before him.

“That was what I was about to tell them. Long time no see, Jeremiah,” Aunt Marie spoke up, chuckling at the boy’s state, “You’re looking quite fine yourself.”

“Thank you, Mrs Chase. I would like to ask when it was that you got here, but there are rogues coming this way. Although they are not as many as the dead ones in the forest,” the man responded, panting even louder and more dramatically, “Those of us graced with strength were never meant to run this much.”

“You’re so relaxed for someone who just came to warn us about an enemy. Speaking of which, where did those rogues come from?” Katie asked, chuckling at the man who’d collapsed before her. The stinging from her bruises began to heal unnaturally fast that she was forced to look at the man rubbing circles into her forearm. Black veins were spreading across his palm on every spot that made contact with her skin.

“No, you don’t get to use that power,” she snapped, slapping away his hand or more like trying to slap away his hand.

“You don’t seem that worried?” he asked.

“Well, that’s because we handled pretty much everything this busy body was going to put herself through tonight. The sun will rise soon... I only hope it rises with all this behind us,” Marie spoke.

A groaning sound beside them caught their attention. The hunters and werewolves looked toward their enemy on the ground. The man was already stirring and his nose had already healed, “That’s some major resilience. I’m glad the wolfsbane seems to be doing its job.”

The man looked about him and resigned to his position on the ground. With his hands and legs paralyzed, there was nothing he could do, “Why did you call for reinforcements?” Katie asked.

“It’s pointless for us to keep fighting now...” the beta alpha let his head roll over to the side, his eyes landing on the one thing the rogues had dreaded since the beginning of their battle against the rest of the world. The mark on Katie’s neck and everything it stood for... With that said, the man’s eyes seemed to go very still almost as though they didn’t bear the energy to make sense of the light that went into them. Marie walked up to him and put her index and middle finger to the man’s neck...

“He’s just out cold although... I’m not sure I’ve felt a pulse this slow before. It’s almost like the soul has lost all drive to keep living...”