Chapter 93 - Abigail

**Hopes pov**

“Callum..She can’t be dead right?..I haven’t felt any bond break..I have a dull pain in my chest but nothing more than that..I mean, it’s not her body..she wasn’t shot for real..right?” I try to talk to Callum through the link while Luna is whining and howling out in the night.
“I haven’t felt anything either..can you reach her?” Callum asks and I try..I try to connect with her, I know the distance isn’t a problem..but she isn’t there.
“Guys..we need to keep moving..” Reece says and points to the other side of the yard where Mercedes and the beast are waiting.
I look at Ambrogio, his body is shaking. From rage? Or is he crying? I slowly move against him, I cant hear any sobs or smell any salt in the air. Callum walks beside me, probably not trusting Ambrogio in this state.
“Tell him she will be ok..” I say to him.
“What..No..I’m not comforting him!” Callum looks like a stubborn child and I sigh. I nudge Ambrogio with my head to get his attention.
“I can’t heal birds..I can heal a human on the brink of death..but I cant heal a bird.” He said, stroking the beautiful sand-colored feathers. I nudge him again and Luna whines a little.
“Tell him Callum! Now!”
“Hrm..she will be okay..Hope wants you to know she will be okay..” Callum is scratching his chin, looking very uncomfortable. We all watch as Ambrogio folds the big birds wings to its body, he kiss its head before placing it on the ground.
“Don’t you dare leave before me..don’t you dare..” He whispers to it before he stands up and turn to us.
“They all die tonight.”
We follow Mercedes through the door on the other side. This part of the building doesn’t have the long corridors like the one we came from. It soon becomes clear that this is the administrative part of the building. It seems to have been cleared out, the offices we pass are empty.
“This one is the control room.” Mercedes say and opens a door. I can smell them..they were just here. Mr Landrover and my father..they have been watching us. I look at the screens in front of me. I can see the wolves and the vampires has taken the main entrance, they are in..good..a lot of fighting is still going on outside but it is no doubt..we are winning. I hear the sound of boots drumming on the floor at the same time as they appear on the screen. We all turn and make our way back out of the room. At least twenty, closer to thirty men, fully armed, come towards us. The beast quickly push Mercedes back into the control room and closes the door.
“This is exactly what I need” The smile on Ambrosio’s face is cold and without feelings, it is an evil smile, one that thirsts for blood. He moves fast, faster than anyone or anything I’ve ever seen, faster than Luna has ever seen him moved before. He stops only to sink his teeth in a neck or rip someones throat out. In under a minute he kills ten men. More men is pouring in to the open space we are in.
“As much fun as this is, you are welcome to join in.” Ambrogio call over his shoulder.
“What the fuck? They have ninjas?” Reese is shouting and we all look in his direction. I wouldn’t call them ninjas, but they are definitely good sword fighters. There are about ten of them, they have at least one sword each, some of them two. They move smoothly around us, watching us. Two attack at the same time and they both aim for me. I close my jaws around one’s torso and feel his ribs tear apart his guts as I crack them. The other cuts me with the sword across the back. Although my wound heals just as quickly, I now see that his blade is dark red with my blood. He changes focus, and approaches Ambrogio. “Fuck!..Luna, I need my body fast!” I partially shift, my skin from the neck down is still covered in fur, my claws and teeth are also there.
“Ambrogio, watch out!” I scream and watch him rise his arm in defence, it saved his face and his body..but the blade went in to his arm. He has a cocky smile on his face as he rips the man apart, a few seconds later the smile turns into a grimace of pain
“Is that what I think it is?” He says through gritted teeth.
“It sure is, sorry about that..go to the back, find something..someone.. to drink” I answer and step in front of him, slicing the throat off a man attacking.
“We need help, they just keep coming!” Callum shouts and I see him fight three man at the same time. Reece has shifted and lets Chase loose one a group of the swordsmen, The beast is throwing men across the room, he doesn’t seem to be a fighter..more of a thrower. I open a wide link, telling our people we need help, showing them where we are. I then try to connect with Joe.
“Joe, can you hear me?”
“Hope! Yes and its good to hear your voice, we are on our way!”
“Good, Ambrogio is hurt..can you find Tony and his brothers?”
“Yeah, Tony is right beside me and I saw some of the others just a minute ago, I tell him.”
“Help is coming!” I pick up two swords from the floor. Its been a while but they fit well in my palms and after a couple of test swings in the air I start cutting through our opponents. Memories from the past suddenly floods my mind.
*“Abigail!* *Luna..* *They have us surrounded!”* *Tom,* *one of my ranked warriors calls for my attention.* *We are at a tavern,* *we thought we were safe here for the night.* *The hunters has been on our trails for weeks and I finally thought we lost them.* *I empty my cup before I rise from the table.* *Luna wants me to shift but this time I need the fight for my self.* *I put my belt on,* *feeling the two swords at my hips and I stretch my neck muscles by rolling my head from side to side a few times.* *The belt is starting to be a tight fit,* *my belly is growing for more for each day.* *Good,* *I cant wait to get rid of the thing inside.*
*“Where is Laura?* *Tom?* *Have you seen her?”* *I look around to find her,* *my girl,* *my mate,* *the love of my life.*
*“No..* *I haven’t..* *not for a while.”*
*“Keep her from coming out when you do,* *she dosen’t need to see this.”*
*I leave the tavern and step out into the chilly evening air.* *Tom wasn’t kidding,* *we were surrounded.* *Rows of hunters stand with burning torches around the small pub.*
*“Ah! There she is!”* *I recognize both the voice and the man in front of me.* *Morris Miller,* *the leader of these hunters.*
*“Are you ready to surrender yourself?* *If you do,* *maybe we’ll let the rest of your little group live..or at least give them a head start.”*
*“Surrender?* *To you?”* *I bark out a laughter that soon get stuck in my throat*. *Laura is being dragged kicking and screaming and thrown on the ground at Morris feet.* *His hand grabs her hair and pulls her up,* *holding her like a shield in front of him.*
*“You let her go or I swear you will not go home to your family tonight”* *I growl at him,* *my hands grip the hilts of my swords tightly.*
*“This little bitch?* *I was thinking of giving her to my men..* *But they don’t fuck DOGS.”*
*“I will rip your head off!* *LET HER GO!”* *I roar.* *The terror on Laura’s face is as clear as her voice in my head.*
*“Abigail..I love you..I love you so much..he will kill me, you know he will..don’t take the bait, don’t make it easy for him to catch you..You go back to Zandra and the others, have our baby, love her..I know you think you can’t but it is not her fault how she came to be..promise me Abigail!”* *I see the tears leaving her eyes as the knife in Morris hand cuts her throat like a knife through warm butter.* *Luna howls of pain in my head as the pain in our chest take me to my hands and knees.*
*“That is better,* *that is how I want to see you..on your knees in the dirt”* *Morris is laughing.* *I look at the blood pulsating from Laura’s neck when he drops her back on the ground,* *it flows in a narrow stream towards me and soon it surrounds my hands, soaking them with her last warmth.* *I get to my feet, the pain is excruciating and I want nothing more than to cut out my own heart..but not yet.I bury my face in my hands, letting Laura’s blood paint it red before I unleash both mine and Luna’s wrath.* *I slash my way through rows of men with only one thing on my mind as I soak in their blood.* *Not a single hunter will be alive when evening turns to night.*