Page 88 of The Possessive Alpha’s Reborn Luna

A warm energy flooded my body. Like countless warm streams repairing my wounds. Flesh regrew. Bones cracked back into place. Blood flowed. My heart beat strong again.

I opened my eyes. Alice stared at me in shock, disbelief in her gaze—but more than that, wild joy. "Cedric, you... you're okay? What just happened?"

I sat up, feeling the power coursing through me. Stronger than ever. "Maybe it's a miracle, Alice. Thank you. You brought the miracle."

I wanted to hold her. Kiss her. Tell her how grateful and elated I was. But I knew now wasn't the time. Only when these witches were dead would Alice truly be safe.

I stood, stretching. Bones popped. All wounds healed. Stronger than before. Like new energy flowed inside me.

I looked at Serena, still fighting.

"Now," I cracked my knuckles. "Time to settle this."

Alice stood beside me.

"Together," she said.

"Together."

We shifted and lunged at Serena. Her face changed. She looked at us, fear flickering in her eyes.

"Impossible... how can you—"

She didn't finish. We were already on her.

Through the bond, I sensed Alice's every thought. I attacked head-on, claws slicing air with a whistle.

Serena raised a black shield. Alice leaped from the side, bypassing it, jaws locking on her arm.

Serena screamed. The shield shattered. But she recovered fast—magic hit my ribs. Pain shot through me. But I didn't stop. I lunged through it, slamming my paw into her chest. The force sent her flying, crashing through three trees.

She struggled up, black blood dripping from her mouth. "Damn... damn wolves..."

She raised her hands, chanting an ancient spell. Black magic converged from all directions, swirling bigger and bigger into a massive vortex.

"If I die, I'm taking you with—"

I didn't dodge. I charged straight into her magic at full speed. Fur burned. Pain nearly made me howl. But I knew I had to kill Serena now.

I shattered her magic midair. Her face went white. I didn't give her another chance. I bit down hard on her throat.

"Ahh—" Her final scream rang out. Blood gushed. Her body went limp. That withered face still held resentment and rage.

Serena was dead.

The battlefield fell silent.

All the White Witches saw their leader fall. Terror-stricken, they tried to flee. But the Black Witches and guards had them surrounded.

"Surrender and live!" Rhine's warriors raised their swords. "Resist and die!"

Soon, the remaining witches dropped their weapons, kneeling in surrender.

The war was over.

I immediately shifted back, ignoring my body's pain as I rushed to Alice. I stared at her face for a long moment. Then I pulled her into my arms, voice breaking as I said over and over, "Alice, you're okay. Thank Goddess."

Chapter Twenty-Two