My Cursed Mate

Her struggle continued despite the wounds she was sustaining. Kazandra was not a woman who would go down easily. She would choose to fight until her last breath. She continued to swing her knives even with her blurry sight.

Her hands were moving in all directions just to fend against the claws that were unto her. Her arms were already bloody and full of long cuts but it did not deter her from fighting for her life. She could still clearly hear where the enemies were coming from and Anathos who was still surrounded by the shadow men.

“Pathetic.” Grim spat as he watched the woman struggle. She was already covered in blood but she was still fighting. “Why are you still struggling when you are about to die?”

Kazandra chuckled. “You can kill me but I’ll definitely come back and kill you permanently. You are just a lucky bastard to have survived all these years. I bet that your real body is already rotting out there. That’s why you could only send this dummy body to deal with me. Pathetic.”

Grim was pissed. The dark wriggling cloth around the dummy’s body started to coil and formed something similar to the shape of a cone. After the shape was formed, Grim extended it at a terrifying speed which pierced through Kazandra’s back.

The woman knew that something was coming and she tried to dodge it by ducking down but the attack followed her movement. Whatever it was that was coming for her pierced through her back and came out through her chest.

Kazandra groaned and spat out blood. The pointed tentacle retracted and pierced her again causing more blood to spill from her wound. She couldn’t even groan in pain because it was overwhelming and she was slowly losing her senses. Her body went limp and when the tentacle retracted once again, her body fell on the ground.

A pool of blood started to gather under her. She couldn’t move her body and all the strength she had disappeared. Her eyelids were starting to get heavier as the thought of her dying again crossed her mind. The only regret she had was the fact that she parted ways with Vega in an unpleasant manner. She wanted to explain to him and show him that she truly cherished him.

“Madame!” Anathos’s voice rang through the crowd of shadow men but Kazandra remained motionless. He fended against another attack and slashed his way to where the woman was.

He was in a rush to get to her side and the wounds in his body were ignored. His mission was to protect Kazandra and there’s no room for failure in his line of job. As long as he could save her in time, Kazandra would live.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

A loud roar broke through the atmosphere followed by a large silhouette appearing above them. The large black wolf landed just above Kazandra and bit the tentacle that was about to attack her again. The tentacle returned to its original appearance as a piece of cloth.

Vega then turned around and pinned the dummy body with his golden gaze. He attacked and with his large wolf body and bared his fangs against the enemy. The black cloth that had been hovering around the enemy solidified and blocked the man’s claws. Vega did not stop.

He leapt back and attacked again. His claws did not stop from clawing the cloth that was blocking him. Deep scratches appeared on the wall and he took this chance to claw deeper until he finally had a grip on the annoying defense of the enemy.

His wolf’s front claws pulled down the wall and eventually ripped it in two. Vega then jumped forward with a speed that made his large body appear to be a blur. Using his wolf’s weight, he easily pinned down the dummy body.

“Even if you destroy this body I will still come and haunt you all!” An eerie and dark voice declared as the dummy body started to crack.

“I’ll be sure to find you first and kill you with my own hands.” Vega reciprocated as he smashed the dummy body into pieces. After its destruction, the black cloth that was hovering around its body limped and fell to the ground.

He then mercilessly destroyed all the shadow men and tore them into pieces. Vega managed to deal with them quickly before Evos arrived. Vega shifted to his human form and walked to where Kazandra was lying.

His hands trembled as he reached out to check for her pulse. His fingers gently touched her neck and relief washed over him when he felt that her heart was still beating. It was faint but it was enough to calm his anxious heart.

Despite that, the metallic smell of blood and the wounds on the woman’s body made his heart clench in pain. He slowly reached out and lifted the woman in his arms. She was so light and blood was still pouring out from her wound.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from where he was standing and appeared inside Kazandra’s room. He gently laid her down on the bed and removed all of her clothing to see the extent of her wounds. He gritted his teeth to suppress the anger that was bubbling inside him when he saw her body’s condition was.

Vega was not a doctor but he had the power to heal. It was something that his parents told him to keep a secret. The only people who knew of his special ability were his siblings. He did not know how this ability came to be but ever since he could remember, he already had that ability.

A soft silvery glow enclosed Kazandra after Vega placed his hand above her forehead. He then closed his eyes and concentrated in healing her. In a similar manner, a silvery glow also surrounded Vega. After a short while, the wounds on Kazandra’s body started to heal until all that was left were reddish marks.

It wasn’t easy for Vega to heal someone. Although the power was beneficial to others, it was harmful to him as it consumes a lot of vital force from him which could leave him weak and vulnerable. He opened his eyes and was satisfied at his work.

He quickly returned to his room and clothed himself before he returned to Kazandra’s room. He came out from the bathroom with a basin of water and a washcloth on his hands. His eyes then quickly scanned the woman before he pulled the blanket to cover her.

Under the blanket, he went to work and wiped the woman’s body. He still considered himself a gentleman and even though he could feel her body with her hand, he was still keen on covering her. After wiping her clean, he carried her again and went back to his room where she laid her on his bed.