The Silver Crescent Prince

Dawn couldn't stop from crying. She looked at Cole's limp body, his slack face and feel miserable. This was the first time she had seen him so helpless. His face was on her lap. She had wrapped her arm around him and was wiping the tears that ran down her cheeks uncontrollably. Her Grandmother had crossed the limits of turpitude. "Cole, hang in there bro," she said softly with a hitched breath. Her lips quivered. She hoped that nothing bad happened. 

However, they hadn't even driven half a mile, when all at once two black cars began to chase them. All at once, one of them overtook them and started driving in front of them impeding the speed of the car. Darn honked but the car didn't budge. He tried his best to dodge it and overtake, but it was difficult as the road was narrow. 

"Who the hell are these?" asked Neal. "Are they neotides?" He knew that time and again neotides used to come after Daryn. However, after he was in a relationship with Dawn, things and ebbed. 

The car at the back crashed into them and the wheels of their car skidded. Dawn's body jerked to the front as her head banged in the driver seat. She held Cole tightly so that he wouldn't roll. "What is going on?" she shouted. 

Daryn steadied the car. A muscle feathered in his jaw. "Are these rogues are working on Lily's instructions?" 

Dawn's eyes became wide. Repulsion, revulsion surged through her body. 

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In the Wyatt Manor, Lily rushed after Helena as soon as Daryn and Dawn had left. She wanted to stop her from sending instructions. As soon as she reached Helena, she found her talking to the ruffians, "Kill her and I don't care whether you kill Daryn and Neal." 

"No!" Lily shouted, but Helena had quickly disconnected the call. "Tell them to back off," Lily growled. She seemed nervous as hell. 

"What do you mean?" said Helena with a frown. "I have given these people a lot of money in advance. It's not easy to get a reliable killer who will not leave traces. It was you who wanted to kill Dawn and we had come with this plan, then what has happened in just a few hours?" 

"They have taken Cole with them. I don't want Cole to get hurt," Lily hissed. "Now call them again and ask them to withdraw." 

"Shut up!" Lily roared. She knew the likes of Helena. "Call them to abort the plan. If you don't, and if Cole gets hurt, I am going to make it sure that you are buried alive in the ground." 

Helena laughed. "You can do all that you like, but this order is irreversible," she said and swayed out of the door. 

Lily broke into sweat for the second time that evening. 

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"Neal, take the wheels," Daryn said in a heavy voice. "Get them safely to the hospital." 

"Why don't you open your mind-link to other pure bloods?" said Neal in a cold, controlled tone. "Those who will be able to hear you will answer your call." 

"Yes, I am about to do that," he said. 

Suddenly, Dawn heard a full blast in her mind. It made her shiver. It was a howl of a pure blood werewolf to call his people. 

Daryn opened the door of the car and stood from his seat. Dawn's memories of him saving her the first day they had met resurfaced. That day he was saving the siblings without knowing who they were and once again he was doing the same – the difference was that he was her mate now. 

Neal shifted to the driver seat and Daryn jumped out. Dawn saw him transform into a massive white wolf. The way he ran made her want to shift and run beside him. She could feel vengeance pouring out of every cell from his body. 

She looked at Cole, wiped her tears and then while strapping Cole properly with the seat belts, she said, "Neal, this time I want to join my mate. Can you take care of Cole?" 

"Yes!" Neal said with clenched jaws. All he wanted was to get Cole to the hospital and then gouge each one of these. Lily was his hit list already. 

Once she had settled Cole, she opened the door. Cold wind whipped her hair. She felt the urge to shift and leapt out of the car. When she landed on the ground, she had transformed into a grey wolf. That day she wondered how Daryn could suddenly jump out of the car, and today she could do the same effortlessly. 

Neal drove the car away. 

Daryn had once again shifted and had attacked the car in front of them. He was on the roof, lying flat on his belly. He pounded the car and a large dent appeared on the roof. 

She heard a gunshot. Her mind froze. There was silence and her speed slowed. Everything appeared to happen in slow motion. She saw the car speeding away. 'Daryn…' she called out but he didn't reply. Hair on the back of her neck rose. 

Loud howls came from a distance. Pure blood werewolves in the vicinity had heard their Alpha's call. Suddenly, Dawn saw five werewolves racing past her to the cars. She heard another pound on the car. 'Daryn?' she called him again. 

'Yes,' came an aggressive reply. 

Excited, Dawn darted behind those wolves. She instructed them. 'One of you go in front of the car. I need the driver to break the speed.' 

Not one, but two werewolves ran in front of the car and the drive had to apply brakes. The car slowed and this was the opportunity Daryn was seeking. He opened the driver's door, held him by the collar and threw him out. More gunshots were fired, but other werewolves had attacked the assassins inside. They had dragged them out and were now mauling them. More gunshots were heard. Daryn had steered the car to the left allowing Neal to rush to the hospital. 

Dawn had focused her attention to the car on the back. 

A pack of more than dozen werewolves were seen mauling the killers and within twenty minutes everything was over. 

Dawn rushed to the white wolf that was hers. He was bleeding profusely. Another car came and Daryn was rushed to the Silver Mansion where Gayle was waiting with healers and doctors. Daryn was shot twice. One bullet had punctured his stomach, while the other had lodged in the shoulder.