Seige and powers

“Are you going to speak to him or what?” Lyle asked casually leaning against the wall.
Dean grumbled and peeled away from me.
“Were you standing there the whole time?” I asked.
“I was if you want?” Lyle grinned.
“Just open the door Lyle.”
“Yes, Alpha.” Lyle dragged the heavy metal door open.
Even with the strength of a wolf it would take a lot to break this door. Just like Killian, Dextar was strapped to a chair as well. Dean and Lyle walked in ahead of me. I paused recognition hit me like a train.
“Little Wolf?” Dean stared at me.
“He… he’s the one who grabbed me on the road and locked me up.”
A grin formed on his red and bruised face. “Feels like years ago. We didn’t even get to have fun.”
“Close the door on your way out Lyle.”
Lyle’s face stretched in alarm. He turned to me. I shrugged. I couldn’t retrain Dean on my own if things went south.
“Now. Lyle.” Dean grounded out.
Lyle gave me a nod for support and dragged the door shut. Dean and I were in a small room with a hybrid that had a deadly bite.
“I heard the old man’s a jealous one,” Dexter said.
Dean’s wolf flashed in his eyes. He took one step and slammed his boot on the chair. Dexter fell back and hit the ground. Dexter burst into hysterical laughter. Dean dragged Dexter back up using his neck. I cringed, rubbing my own neck.
“I see it’s true. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks, baby. Don’t you want to know what it’s like to have a real man fuck you senseless?”
“Stop, just stop why did you want to talk?” I demanded.
That wiped the smirk off his face. His face recoiled and he spat blood next to his feet.
“You have a venomous scratch and you got me,” Dexter said.
I could heal and kill.
“You’re the leader of the brown wolves that attacked us,” Dean said matter of fact.
“Her venom is too strong for me to fight. Heal me,” he ordered.
“You’re in no position to make demands.”
“I’ll do it,” I said. Dean snapped his head in my direction.
He grabbed my arm but I shrugged it off.
“Where’s the body? What’s Sinkara planning?” I lifted my chin.
Dexter rolled his head then fixed his gaze on me. His mouth wasn’t moving.
“You’re dying and I don’t see who else can save you.”
“The body? Don’t worry about it. Sinkara? She’s a hurt little bitch who has it out for her mentor’s children,” He shrugged.
“Why did you bring her back it seems like your brother doesn’t like her either,” I said.
“No one likes her. None of this was part of the plan.” Sweat formed on his forehead and I assumed it was the venom.
“Then why bring her back, damn it?” Dean blasted.
“She was the only one who knew Erik’s plans. She fixed the uncontrollable side of the hybrids. Killian and I tried but we couldn’t do it.”
A light bulb went on in my head. “She just got too powerful to kill.”
“Smart and sexy,” Dexter said.
Dean’s fist smashed Dexter’s face. He grunted and cursed.
“Let’s go.” Dean took my hand and led me to the metal door.
“Wait! You have to heal me.”
I stared at his panicked, wild face. I couldn’t tell him I didn’t know how to heal him. Dean wouldn’t let me kiss him without killing him after.
“We don’t have time for this. They’re coming and we have to secure the castle.
Right go upstairs and have wild sex on the balcony under the waning gibbous moon.
“You’re not leaving without healing me first,” Dexter’s eyes went black and yellow, he bore his fangs and his frame trembled.
“Shit,” I muttered.
The door opened behind as Dexter snapped the ropes in two. Dean instinctively tucked me under his arm. A woman in a black dress sashayed inside followed by a bloodied beta wolf.
“Dean.”
“Fuck.”
“We’re surrounded.”
“Don’t panic.”
Sinkara smiled and walked passed us to stand beside Dexter. She placed her hand on his shoulder. His eyes fixed on me as was his brother behind me.
“You don’t think I would abandon my boys, did you?” she smirked.
I noticed a trail of black and maroon liquid on the floor. When she first appeared to me her liquid was maroon. Now it was black did that mean she was getting stronger?
“I don’t give a damn about your pups,” Dean growled.
He gripped my hand so tight I thought my bones would scramble.
“You should worry about yours. Mine are going to rip yours apart.”
“Got a plan?” I mumbled.
“I’m thinking,” he muttered.
“You’re not getting out of here alive Dean. Tonight Erik will rise and—” Sinkara’s body lurched forward, her mouth formed a circle and her eyes grew wide.
I gasped as Dexter ran a silver knife into her back. A look of pure satisfaction on his face as he twisted the knife.
“No one’s rising tonight,” Killian said.
“You—” Sinkara started, but Dexter removed the knife and rammed it into her again.
Black liquid pooled out of her mouth and her eyes. I was stunned. Dean slipped from my side and grabbed Killian’s shirt. He threw him against the wall.
“Layla run!” Dean yelled. “I’ll meet you upstairs, I promise.”
I made it two steps out of the cell before I was caught and slammed against the wall. I gasped and faced Dexter’s black and yellow eyes.
“You’re going to heal me,” he growled.
“Why did you kill her?”
“Because the hybrids already have a leader, Killian.” He slapped his hands against my cheeks and forced me to look into his eyes. “Heal me!”
“I don’t know how this works!”
“Fucking inexperienced.”
He dug his nails into my flesh but not enough to draw blood. Fire erupted in my head.
“Stop!”
It felt like someone twisted my brain like a cloth at the same time the cloth was on fire. He let me go and stumbled back.
“See you soon.”
I clutched my head and slipped down the wall. “Fuck. Oh, fuck.”
The world around me stopped as I took a moment to deal with the pain.
“Layla, baby.” Dean helped me up so fast that I thought I would hurl my lunch.
“Didn’t I tell you—”
“Yeah, yeah you did. Is she dead?” I blasted.
“Dead. Killian got away.”
“Are you sure your plan’s going to work?”
He nodded. “I can’t communicate with the Goddess anymore, but I don’t need you. A part of her has been with me the entire time. There’s a room in the east side of the castle. Let’s go.”