Chapter 33

Seeing Hunter like that sent a new level of rage through her.

Screaming, she raised her hands and quickly brought them down, the power of the spell knocking everyone to the ground, and killing every werewolf within 300 feet. She rushed over to Hunter.

He lay in his own blood, losing more with each second that passed.

He had been bitten on his side. The wound looked horrible, and Hunter himself didn't look much better. It was obvious he had lost a lot of blood. June panicked. Tears started falling as she knelt down beside him. She did the only thing she knew to do.

Use her magic.

She held her hands above the injury, trying every healing spell she knew. It was starting to seal the wound, but he had still lost a lot of blood. She took a deep breath, getting tired from using all this magic but refusing to give up.

"Junebug." Hunter reached up and held her arm.

June paused for a second, slowly looking down at him. His eyes were filled with tears and pain.

"It's over."

"No, don't say that.