Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

Chapter 110

110. Judah

AZURA.

It was a blur; he had moved us at lightning speed and I could barely see anything on our way here. The moment we were brought into this cave I had been able to summon my power a little, but it isn’t enough, and before I can do anything he grabs Corrado and shoves him away from me.

“Stop it!” I shout, pushing him violently as I try to run to Corrado who is sobbing, I can see he’s bruised his forehead.

“I’m not done with you, I should have shown you who was boss back that night when you refused to kill that pup.” He

hisses, grabbing me by the collar, and tearing my top off. My stomach twists and

that night returns to me.

He had tried to rape me… in front of his so- called gang; he had tried to come onto me,

but he hadn’t stopped… until the sound of sirens approaching had made them all clear

out. I had gotten away from the worst that

night…

I can see it in his eyes. He wants to do the

same now. Only this time I’m weakened and I’m pregnant.

“Judah… don’t.” I warn, my entire body was burning with hatred.

I have never hated someone as much as I did

Judah.

“I’m in charge here!” He slams me onto the floor, straddling me, and I struggle against him as he slashes into my shoulder.

No… no!

The first thing that I think of is how dark it is in here. I’m glad Corrado can’t see what’s

going on.

But… I will not let him do this. I’m stronger now, I’m no longer scared of him. I fight

back, as we roll around on the floor. He may be strong but I’m not fucking weak, and I can tell my power and strength surprises

him.

He roars and swipes me across the head, my head spins and I’m knocked against the wall, my vision darkens for a second but when he launches himself at me, I raise my leg, kicking him between the legs and I feel my power surge forward.

Soon… soon I’ll have it back.

He keeps punching me, but my only aim is to protect my stomach and I take them, wincing when he begins to target my face. I can see the satisfaction in his eyes with every blow and I spit at him.

“Bastard!”

He snarls, baring his teeth at me as he digs. his hands into my shoulder and waist. I hiss at the searing pain, but I refuse to give in as he tries to dig deeper into my shoulder,

almost as if he wants to rip my arm off.

“Get off me!” I growl, my aura beginning to return. I see the worry and surprise in his eyes. Sure, he had brought us here super fast, and the cave entrance had slammed shut instantly behind us, but I don’t think he realised how fast my abilities would return.

I’m still awake… despite the pain he inflicted

on me… I’m holding on…

I need to stall for time… I’m strong, but I

have Corrado with me.

He’s looking down at me now, with anger burning in his gaze. His hands are bloody

from where he had clawed into me.

“I’ll show you your place.” He spits and

rushes to the far side of the cave. I crawl to

Corrado, who seems to be falling

unconscious, and hold him close.

He hurt my baby…

I glance over at Judah, seeing him grab a

syringe.

No, I don’t think so.

The effect of the poison Eric had somehow slipped into our food had partially worn off and taking a deep breath, I focus my all on summoning a barrier.

Judah strides towards me, anger and darkness swirling around him.

Come on…. COME ON!

My eyes blaze, and I feel the tug from within before a dazzling barrier lights up the entire cave, blocking me from Judah.

He freezes, and I see the anger contorting his face. He’s watching me and I know as long as I can keep the shield up, he can’t

touch me but, if this barrier goes down… he

will kill me.

“You are mine, and you won’t be able to keep that shield up forever now, will you?” He spits, slamming on it only to hiss and I

can see he’s burnt his hand. He steps back and turns away. “You just forwarded the time of your death.” He snarls.

“We’ll see” I throw back, one hand still

raised as I hold the shield, the other caressing my son’s hair. His head was bleeding.

Is he ok? His heartbeat is steady but I’m still so worried… I move him closer to me with

one arm, kissing his head softly. I wish he

wasn’t here with me but safe with Leo… I

brought Judah into his life… guilt fills me, and I glare at the bastard’s back as he walks

over to a long table against the far wall and begins to work on something that seems to be really important since he seems to have suddenly forgotten about me and Corrado…

for now.

I press my head against my shoulder where he had attacked me, wanting to stop the bleeding. My face hurts and I know it’s probably covered in bruises, and he has split my lip, but as long as both my pups are ok,

I’ll be fine…

I look around the cave. I can feel the evil in this place… and I didn’t need to be a genius

to figure out where I am. I had felt this evil

before…

The caverns… Endora’s caverns… Only that evil feeling was far stronger inside this room. 1

“You will run out of energy soon enough Freak, and this is a place that even the moon goddess’ light will not penetrate. I’ll bide my time and then you’re mine. You will soon tire.” He snarls as he looks at me over his

shoulder.

I smirk, he really didn’t know me… what I can do on willpower alone… if I didn’t have my children with me, it might be different, but with them here I will not give up.

I remember around eight years ago I wanted to tattoo my entire body, so it looked like I was a living voodoo doll. I wanted to get the weave knit all over my skin with the stitches

and have buttons drawn over my eyelids.

Yeah, now thinking back, I’m glad I didn’t…

Although I don’t think Leo would have minded a fully inked voodoo doll but anyway

Mama was like ‘no’. Full stop.

And so I had gone on strike. I stayed awake for seven days, refusing to eat or talk. I just sat there with a paper that read that either I was allowed to get tatted or I just wouldn’t move or talk ever again. Well, after the seventh day I collapsed, but the point is I can last on pure stubbornness if I have to, and I

know we’ll be found soon…

“Why are you in this cave?” I ask, whilst I’m here I could at least get some answers from

him.

“A place that holds power… this is the best. place for me to take what I want… Thanks to the Garrons brothers, I was able to get in.”

He looks around the cavern and I frown. 1

But wasn’t this place impossible to get into?

“Oh? How exactly did two mere werewolves

get in here?” Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Judah turns, placing down the knife he is holding down in the centre of a stone slab and leans against the table. “You know, aren’t you getting a little too nosy?”

“We have time.” I counter.

He smirks coldly. “We do… I missed your feisty temper, that anger you just showed, tell me that you belong with me. You know, no one can get into this place… soon you’ll run out of energy and then… then I’ll take

what I need to.”

“What exactly do you want from me,

Judah?” I ask coldly.

“For someone like me…” He walks toward

me and crouches down on the other side of

my barrier. “This essence of yours. You know baby, when I was with you, I felt alive

… I want that power forever… and since you

don’t wish to stay with me… then, I’ve found

a way to take it.” (1

I frown, glaring at him, but I don’t say anything in return. There’s no fucking way he was going to get me, plus I doubted he

could just take it… but I am not about to

question that. I want answers.

“So how did the Garrons know how to get in

here?” I ask. 2

He smirks, “Well, they were rather key to the witch who resided here years ago.” He

looks around.

Key?

He scans the walls. There were symbols

etched into the cavern walls, stains that look disturbingly like old blood stains…

“Not going to ask how they are key?”

“They’re dead. It’s not important, but since we have time to kill, do enlighten me.” I say coldly. I can feel the evil tugging at my power, trying to get to me. 3

“Emmet and Eric Garrons were children that

held a unique darkness in them… powerful dark magic that was put inside of them. The witch created living vessels for dark energy, when in battle, she would be able to draw on

these vessels. They are like reserves of

power.

” He explains, looking at the dagger

on the table.

“So, when you bleed dry your power, you have a backup. Only she had many… but they weren’t easy to make and only a few witches

in time were ever able to create such vessels.

I have the ability to see energies and when I first saw the younger brother, I saw the evil that shrouded his heart… The powerful

essence of a dark witch and after her death,

with their own hatred, it thrived…”