Page 195 of King Alejandro

I saw Uncle jump up, his sword raised and his aura visible against the flames, like black waves enveloping his body. So, only alpha-level wolves were able to get close and not die… that hacked down our numbers vastly, but it was obvious Uncle had clicked on too.

Get your men from Beta rank and below to back off. Everyone is to hold the attacking wolves at bay! Alpha Blood and witches are to step forward!Uncle’s voice came through the link. Frowning, I relayed the message to my pack.

Got it, Alpha!

Yes, Alpha!

Seven alphas, two ex-lunas, and fifteen more of Alpha blood all stepped forward, along with thirteen witches. Our pack members created a wall around us, fending off the attacking wolves. The witches were at the back, the sound of their chanting only growing louder.

“When all hope feels like it’s lost…”

The power around me was immense. It felt as if we had cornered the Djinn as each alpha-blooded werewolf attacked him, with protective shields created around every werewolf there. What did he mean?

The Djinn was beginning to struggle to block all the attacks. We would win, right? The Djinn’s flames and aura were diminishing.

I jumped, swiping my claws across his face. His eyes filled with hatred as he turned his gaze on me.This is for my kitten.

With renewed hatred and anger, I attacked again, but with each passing moment, it was becoming increasingly obvious that he wasn’t going to die. Every one of us who attacked was being thrown aside likeragdolls. I growled, seeing Chris being slammed to the ground and instantly shifting back to human form. His entire body was covered in blood, and I could see a heavy injury on his shoulder and neck. I growled in anger, running over to him and pulling him to safety. He was injured, but he was alive. I frowned, sensing Raihana’s powers around him, and smiled internally. His woman definitely wouldn’t send him to battle without backup. Whatever she had done had stopped him from having his head ripped off.

I turned back, hearing a scream as Aunty Red was thrown in the air. Blood sprayed down on us, making me flinch when her human form hit the ground. Blood as red as her hair covered her body. She was someone I would never want to fight in battle; violent, dangerous, and aggressive. Whatever she had done made the Djinn stagger as he tried to regain himself, black smoke coming out of his ribs. His power kept steady, but his rage was directed at Aunty Red. He launched himself towards her, ready to tear her to shreds, but Uncle Al and Marcel attacked him, cutting off his path.

He roared in rage, slamming them both back. Uncle was in human form, and I could tell he was weakening. Despite that, he remained strong, commanding and assessing the situations, always at the heart of the battle.

“I will never die!”the Djinn hissed in a voice that was not for this earth. I felt it inside, the shuddering power in it instilling fear in those who heard it.

His gaze was on Uncle before he sank his claws into his shoulders. I felt an odd pulsating that I had felt earlier oozing off of him. Uncle let out a roar of agony that filled the air.

“Do not fight me! Or I will kill all!” he hissed venomously.

With sudden realization, it hit me. He was trying to take him as a host. Fuck!

I saw the flash of silver from the corner of my eyes as Darien handed something to Mom. The dagger.

I looked at Leo, who had just failed at another attempted attack, his eyes blazing with rage. As if sensing me watching him, he turned his attention to me. Our eyes met, and I knew it was time…

From the corner of my eye, I saw the Djinn dig his flaming claws into Uncle’s chest, slamming him to the ground.

Leo.

We had to do this.

He gave me the slightest nod before he broke into a run towards Mom, just as Marcel attacked the Djinn, causing Leo to hesitate when he was thrown to the ground again, a bloody mess, but I would let him know I was there. The Djinn turned his gaze upon Marcel. A shrill whistling hiss filled the air, and black smoke emitted from his shoulder.

Marcel had done some damage, and it was obvious that the Djinn wanted him dead. I jumped in the way, growling ferociously. Leo needed to know we wouldn’t leave Marcel to die. I saw him glance at his father before he ran towards Mom, who had broken into a run.

Leo… you can do this…

I jumped at the Djinn, but even though he was fighting back with one arm, he was still powerful. I saw Darien get knocked to the ground by an immense wave of power. The Djinn’s hold on Uncle remained throughout, the flames beginning to wrap around his body. Even the witch’s shield around Uncle was failing. He had managedto kill a few of them as well. A few alphas had died, too…

Fuck. Time was running out…

I looked at Mom, who was dodging attack after attack. She was fast and lithe. When she jumped, spinning in the sky, she was the perfect example of the Ahmar Qamar fighting style. Her father would have been truly proud.

A flash of brown and blue crossed my vision, and then Leo had his jaw around her waist, knocking her out of the air. I heard her gasp. She hadn’t been expecting an attack from one of our own.

“Leo! You fool!”Marcel thundered from where he was staggering to his feet. Mom knocked Leo back, her eyes flashing with rage. She had been close…

“Leo! Don’t do this!” she shouted as Leo shifted back.