The Supreme Alpha

Author's note: This is from Serina's point of view

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The fight between Duke and his wolf was getting more vicious with every next hit, and I saw the moment when Duke and his wolf wrestled each other on the ground. By now, both of them were dirty and covered in bruises, and I couldn't distinguish which one is which.

The sound of blows mixed with the wind and thunder, and the icy rain started falling, each drop that landed on me caused a sting, but I couldn't peel my eyes from two figures entangled in a fight.

One used his legs to push the other one away, and I could feel the murderous aura filling the air as the one who was on his feet lunged toward the one who was still down and scrambling to stand up.

They were really set on killing each other!

No, no, no… NO!

Without thinking, I got between them, and I could feel the blow hitting my abdomen.

I was surprised that it didn't propel me backward but then I saw the hand lodged inside my stomach and the warm sensation spreading down my legs was blood. My blood. So much of it.

"Serina!"

Two identical screams sounded, one from the front and the other from behind me.

I knew they were close to me, yet it felt far away.

Does it make sense that one's fist can penetrate the stomach? Not in reality, but this was not my flesh. It was a mental projection and because I was determined to stand between two Dukes, this hit didn't move me, but it ended up entering my body.

I was telling myself that this was not real. After all, my body was in the basement of the villa Duke and I call home; I was lying next to Duke and holding his hand. I came here to help him talk to his wolf and settle things. This was just my consciousness inside Duke's, and I couldn't get hurt physically. But no matter how much I tried to deny what I see, the gory image wouldn't change for the better.

The whole world stilled, winds included. Deafening silence where I could hear my own heartbeat slowing down.

I raised my gaze to meet the endlessly blue eyes directed at me full of horror, anguish, and regret.

I didn't feel any pain or fear. It was just calm because the murderous aura was gone and I hoped that Duke will find a way to talk to his wolf, even if I can't help him anymore.

Was I helpful? I didn't know.

It didn't matter if the person in front of me was Duke or his wolf.

I wanted to say that it's OK. It was not his fault.

I wanted to tell him not to worry. It will all be OK because I can't really die, and I heal fast.

I wanted to comfort him, both of them, but I was unable to say a word.

My mouth was full of thick warm liquid that spilled over my chin when I opened my mouth, and then the silent darkness consumed me.

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Author's note: This is from Sergio's point of view

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I didn't like the idea of Serina going into the young master's mind.

Sure, if it's just the young master, I wouldn't be troubled by whatever they are doing, but now his wolf was there and based on his performance after taking the antidote, it was obvious that the Alpha was in control.

If anything happens to Serina, Aldus will skin us alive and then wait for the skin to regrow so that he can skin us alive again.

I couldn't sense the young master's Alpha aura, but I saw everything through the live feed. Fynn wouldn't bow his head as a joke, and when the young master (or should I say Alpha) flung Fynn to the side like it's nothing, it was obvious that the beast is awake.

Part of me enjoyed the fight between Lazarus and the young master's Alpha, especially because Lazarus was losing. That snob deserved the beating he got.

But then Serina sedated the young master and after first aid was done, she went in.

I heard her talk about Soul Echo and how she can access the young master's subconsciousness, but she neglected the possibility of how that's not the young master anymore.

Alpha has an impulse to dominate, to suppress any resistance, and I knew that the young master won't submit to him easily.

I watched him over the years work like a lunatic to make the Eclipse prosperous, everything he did was for Serina, and the young master wouldn't give her up for anything or anyone.

The young master never fought against a wolf, and this was an Alpha. The Supreme Alpha. The probability of the young master winning was not high, no matter what they did to prepare him for this.

Assuming that things weren't settled already, there was a fierce battle happening in the young master's mind and so many things could go wrong even if the conditions are favorable, but Serina was determined, and I could only watch her as she closed her eyes and descended into unknown.

So far, Fynn was excited about the possibility of the young master awakening his Alpha, but I could see that his enthusiasm dwindled after being tossed like a ragdoll.

Lazarus watched all this in silence, probably hoping that the young master will fail. Well, I can't blame him. Everyone has his reasons.

I tried staying positive, but I was not sure what outcome was the favorable one.

Is it that young master will suppress his Alpha? That means his Alpha is not strong.

But if the Alpha comes on top, then all our futures will depend on Alpha's will. What if he is cruel? What if he doesn't let me be close to Calista?

Yes, I was selfish to think about my mate who doesn't know is my mate, but my time with Calista was the beacon of pleasure in my centuries of existence and I couldn't prevent the smile that formed on my face whenever I thought of her.

Assuming that Serina is successful in entering the young master's mind, she will only put herself in danger with the Alpha on the loose.

The only way she will be safe is if she is his mate, assuming that the Alpha is not resisting the bond.

I was not sure if I should wish for Serina to be his mate or not. If she is Alpha's mate, she will be the Luna, the one who can influence him. Probably the only one who can influence him.

Shivers ran down my spine when I remembered how I tried to keep the young master away from Serina. That was a long time ago, when she was Sanya, and I hoped that they won't find out about it because if Alpha suspects that I tried to get between him and his mate, my ending will be gruesome.

The machines started beeping wildly, pulling me out of my thoughts and I took a step closer while my eyes darted from Serina to the young master.

What was going on?

Lazarus and Fynn did the same and the three of us stood there without a word as the tension in the room became tangible.

The incense I lit up earlier should help us relax, but I could confirm that it didn't have the desired effect, or maybe it was just not strong enough. My heart was beating wildly.

The machines were connected to the young master, and I didn't really know what that beeping means. However, it was safe to assume that it was something bad.

And then the strong scent of blood hit me.

I glanced at Fynn, thinking that his stitches ruptured and he was bleeding again, but this blood had a different scent, sweeter.

My eyes returned back to Serina and the young master, and my eyes widened in horror when I saw a thick strip of dark blood from Serina's mouth going down her cheek.

Lazarus moved toward Serina, and I knew that he wanted to wake her up. I grabbed his arm.

"She said not to wake her.", I reminded him.

Lazarus shook me off. "Do you expect me to watch her die?"

"If you don't know what you are doing, you might kill her!", I shouted.

"I don't know if I will kill her, but I know that the bastard next to her IS killing her!", Lazarus shouted back.

"Wait! Wait!", I exclaimed. "Let's think about this. We don't know what's going on."

"Aren't you the expert?", Fynn asked me. "Shaman should know about these spiritual things."

Spiritual, yes, but this was way beyond my area of expertise.

My brain worked a million thoughts a second, and I remembered, "Serina said that she is not sleeping. She is in a meditative state. We need to check the condition of her body."

Lazarus snorted. "Are you a doctor?"

Fynn waved to get our attention. "The head maid knows medicine. Her name is… Maria! Maria was assisting Serina when she was checking my injuries after my fight with Mateo."

"Go and get her!", Lazarus said impatiently and Fynn scurried out of the room.

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