The Wolf King's Luna

Chapter 61: THE DEATH OF THE COLLECTOR

DAMON.

“Catherine!!!” I yelled from the top of my lungs.

“Where’s she??? Where’s Cat?” Mother asked in one rushed breath.

I was lost and terrified.

She disappeared???

She disappeared.

My heart kept repeating over and over.

“What now??” I yelled at the Falcon who was laying her bag on the floor.

Just then Faye and Melissa ran out of a rock with the warrior from Skylight pack. He looked badly injured but now wasn’t the time. I needed to know where Catherine was.

“Mel!!” Mother was beside herself with temporary relief. I was too.

Mother grabbed Mel in a bear hug and Mel whimpered quietly. You could tell she has been through a lot.

I acknowledged Faye who was still holding on to the guy from the skylight pack with a nod while Ryder went over to her.

“Collector!!” I growled and howled. I was past reasoning. “You wanna fight, be a man and show your face!”.

There was an eruption of humorless laughter that sent chills down my spine.

“Damon!!!!” Catherine’s voice was laced with pain

“Where’s Cat?” Mel and Faye asked in Unison.

Mel was out of mother’s embrace now. She impulsively moved towards the direction of Catherine’s voice.

“She was taken”. Ryder simply said.

A sense of dread settled inside of me at Ryder’s reply.

“How do you mean taken?” Faye was torn between caring for her mate and Catherine.

Moon goddess, do not let him skin her alive. I prayed.

The Falcon began to chant in some weird language.

“Say after me everyone” She brought out an ugly-looking small box, in it she brought out a strange leaf, placing it in each of our left palms

“What mend would break…”

We repeated after her.

“What break would mend”

We repeated after her.

“How do you mean, she was taken?” Mel wasn’t getting the narration. “Where were you, Damon?” She asked accusingly.

“I - I - “ I stuttered helplessly.

“Now isn’t the time to feel sorry”. The Falcon moved around, forward, backward, sidewards and then she stopped.

“Now!!” She shouted “ Repeat what I just told you guys”

She began blowing a powder-like substance in the air.

A low cry emanated from the shadows.

“Falcon…”

It was the collector.

And then another cry. It was Catherine.

I gave a painful gasp as a chill pricked my skin

“A life for a life” the collector began. “If you want your pretty mate back, you’d have to give me someone.”

“Alpha Damon of the Blackwater pack!” It barked. I could feel it near me as a strong breeze hovered around me.

“DO NOT LISTEN TO IT!” The Falcon instructed half shouting, half chanting.

“You will not take my son, or anyone right here!” Mother yelled at it angrily. “I am Luna Diana the greatest Luna of the Blackwater….”

“Quiet woman!!!” It snarled and Mother nearly lost her footing.

“Oh ye collector!!” The Falcon was floating in mid-air now. “We beseech you that you have nowhere to hide. That you drop all that you have with you and show your face.” With one more blow on the powder-like substance, she landed on her feet.

There was a piercing shriek as a whirlwind formed, we all ran to take cover.

A crash and then a thud.

And Catherine fell on the floor. She was tied up.

“Damon!!!”

I made to run towards her but I couldn’t leave the circle. It felt like there was a wall in front of me, stopping me.

“We’d come to get you, okay” Mel assured her. She also felt the wall surrounding us.

“There’s a wall?” Ryder questioned with a puzzled look

I shot the Falcon with a quizzical look.

“We have to protect ourselves first. Anyways, it’s trapped here with us. It’s easy to bring him here.”

“Grrrr!” We could hear the collector protesting.

Mother gave a loud howl. She was frustrated.

“Whatever we need to do, Steele can you do it fast? We do not have much time” She points a worried finger to Catherine who lies whimpering helplessly in pain and fear and also struggling to get out of the ropes. “She can’t remain in that. We can’t stay here either. It’s now or never. I need to take my pack members back home completely in one piece. Please”.

“Let me face him”

Mother gave me a disapproved look. “Face who?”

“The Collector”

“We are facing him together, Alpha” Faye replied.

“Of course we are,” a strange voice added.

We all spun around to see Alpha Craig.

“Craig?” The Falcon looked pleasantly shocked.

“Steele?” He replied and looked at me “Alpha Damon, you think I was ready to let you guys have all the fun alone, huh?”

I was too stunned to think of an answer, I just nodded in acknowledgment.

“Ohh…isn’t that” He was pointing at Catherine.

I nodded again

“Where’s The Collector?” He turned to ask the Falcon

“Here.” She gesticulates, pointing towards Catherine.

“That’s a good start”. The Falcon gives him some of the powdered substance. They both held hands

“Remember what I said, Alpha Damon?” The Falcon turned to ask me.

Mel and Faye looked at me expectantly.

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“What did she say, Damon?” Mel asked but I wasn’t in the mood for questions.

“We are going to conjure him here, make sure you go for the vein in his neck. A very deep cut”

“Where exactly is he?” I asked determinedly.

She points to Catherine. “You’d see him if you are very alert”

“He would be” Mel chipped in. “He is one of the best Alpha’s warriors there is”.

“Go, Damon. Save her” She touched my arm encouragingly and nodded me forward.

I walked cautiously towards Catherine being careful not to bump into the invisible wall the Falcon had created but it wasn’t there.

Alpha Craig and the Falcon began chanting in that same strange language, blowing the powder in the direction of Catherine.

She groaned, kicked, and rolled forward, just as I was about to reach her, I saw something leap from the corner of my eyes. I growled, catching it by the neck.

“Grrr!!” It groaned but I wasn’t listening.

“Melissa; your red bamboo smeared with polished acetone and vinegar!!” The Falcon yelled at Mel. “Now!!”

Mel was in the air in record time with the red bamboo, piercing it into the chest of the collector. It gave a deafening cry and fell as my fangs left its neck.

I ran to untie Catherine.

“You hurt?” I was all over her.

She shook her head, trying to be brave. “It’s just a little pain, nothing I can’t handle”

“Look!” Catherine gave a surprised cry. “It’s drying up!”

As we all turned to look at the Collector.

Faye’s voice cut through the surprise “Where’s Lucas???”