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Felis chuckled. "Biham is coming with his army of faes and werewolves."
Kaitos gulped. "Then we are all about to die!"
Felis laughed. "No, we are not. When they are here, you will attack Biham and I am sure Kinshra would also be there. We will take them down together."
"Is that even possible? To take down Kinshra?" Kaitos said, not asking a question, but questioning Felis's sensibility. "She is a pure blooded fae. Her magic is much powerful than all the collective magic of the monks here."
"Just do as I say," Felis growled. "And now wait for them."
The rumblings on the ground grew closer. "Brace yourself!" Felis warned them. All the monks including Kaitos and Felis were ready with the dark magic. Suddenly the door of the bedchamber banged open and a very large wolf along with a fae entered.
Biham let out a feral snarl when he saw that the bedchamber was covered in thick dark smoke. He peeled his lips back, dipping his chin and pierced his vision through the smoke, but he couldn't make out anything.
Everyone else came to a stop behind him. Kinshra was beside him, her wings flared to the widest. Silence dominated. One could hear the heavy breaths and gasps. Biham took a step forward. He wanted to enter the smoky mist and attack all those who were inside but he didn't know where Felis was. Moreover, this was dark magic. It would have been foolish to get inside it without paying heed to it.
The faes were furious. Their magic was a tad late. But now they were all fighting against the monks. They wanted to kill every one of the Nyxer. They couldn't believe that Felis would dare to fight the faes.
"Biham! Biham!" Kinshra sobbed, feeling numb as a sharp pain sliced through her heart. In her frenzy, she tilted her head and looked at Felis. He gave her a sinister smile. One that had victory written over it. She let go of her anger and called her entire magic. It spiraled around her hand like a dangerously cascading waterfall. "You will die, Felis!" she shouted and sent it towards him.
Felis jumped to the side and dodged her magic but not before it hit his right arm. He let out a hair-rising scream as his right hand severed from his torso and blasted. Knowing that Kinshra would now go all ballistic on him, he gave her a dangerous look and then spun back to flee from the bedchamber.
"Kinshra..." Biham said, his breath weak.
"Biham!" Kinshra called him. "No, you can't!" He was too weak. She let him lie down on her lap. She held him tightly in her arms as continuous sobs wracked her. "You can't! You can't!" she cried. "You can't leave me!" His entire body had holes. The arrows of dark magic dissipated leaving a stream of blood. "These were meant for me, love. Why did you--" she couldn't complete her sentence as emotions choked her.
Everything around him faded except his mate. Slowly, he lifted his bloodied hand to her cheeks. His voice was so low when he said, "Reject me..."
"Never!" she shook her head. "I never rejected you Biham because I only loved you and no one else."
Biham's world was freezing rapidly. A smile crossed his lips knowing that he saved his mate and that she only loved him. "You must... Marry Lord--"
"No!" she cried. "No Biham! You are going to be fine. I will marry you. I want to give birth to our heir."
Biham lay in his mate's lap, feeling blissful, his pain numbed. "I love you..." His hand fell limp on the floor. "Will wait for you in the Fade..."