Chapter 835: 835-The Coward Mate Of The Lycan
Helanie:
As soon as Charlotte landed at his feet, I watched Maximus get up and face her. She was looking at me, and I could tell from her expression that she was afraid to turn back and face him.
This time, though, as she got up with trembling knees, I watched her pull a large dagger from her dress. She spun around hastily, almost slicing Maximus’s arm and chest. He yelped in pain, and I could tell the dagger was coated with silver.
"No, what are you doing?" I shouted at Charlotte.
At that moment, I realized Maximus wasn’t using his full power. He could probably feel the mate bond, or the pull of it.
I also knew the reason he wasn’t attacking her was that he wasn’t fully in his senses, but deep down, he sensed that one of us was me. I had to do something to remind him it was safe to attack her.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Charlotte?" Norman screamed from outside the bars. "You shouldn’t have come here if you couldn’t handle it."
He continued yelling at her while she stepped back, shaking violently in fear of Maximus finally striking.
"And I was supposed to wait at home for him to come and kill me? After Helanie convinces him she is the mate he doesn’t want to kill?" she screamed back.
Realization hit me. All this time, when we were talking in the living room, she had been listening.
That was the first thing we needed to clear up, these women were wandering the mansion, eavesdropping on our plans, and jeopardizing everything.
I began running toward Maximus to help him realize I was the real Helanie. But when he howled, I froze, almost slipping and landing on my butt.
He strolled closer, snarling, then hunched over me. I watched him lower his face, glaring and growling under his breath.
As he approached, I lay down flat. "Maximus, it’s me, Helanie," I whispered. He bent his neck back and howled into the wind. I had to close my eyes. It was terrifying.
When he looked back at me, I quickly turned, rolled over the ground, and stepped away. This time, his grunting grew even louder.
"Oh my god, he’s going to kill us." Charlotte began to panic, dropping to her knees and hugging herself. "Somebody please open this! Who trapped us in here?" she screamed.
And I realized, this is not how you love someone. You don’t just run at the first sign of trouble.
But it was typical of Charlotte. If she had convinced herself to hurt her mother, there was no guarantee she wouldn’t do it to Maximus.
Now Maximus stood between us, howling and snarling, watching us both, probably trying to decide which one to pick first.
Then he began to rush toward Charlotte. She started shaking, but then she acted cunningly. She let out a loud scream, holding the dagger just in case she needed it.
"I am Helanie!" she screamed even louder. I noticed him slow down slightly. He could hear us, but he was confused about which one was which.
That was dangerous, because just by listening, she could easily fool him.
"I am Helanie, I promise I am Helanie!" she cried, dropping to her knees and begging for mercy. He slowed further and then stopped. Then he turned toward me and began running in my direction.
I panicked. If he kept going like this, he would lose control. Charlotte should never have come here, but I guessed she had arrived to save herself.
"No, Maximus, listen!" I shouted. As he closed in, I raised my hands to stop him, but he clawed my arm.
I fell to the ground, not even trying to use my power against him. As I landed and grimaced in pain, he turned again, this time toward Charlotte.
I realized he was just lost, taking his best shot and attacking both of us, probably struggling to keep his sanity. At the same time, my eyes landed on Norman.
He was running in circles, trying to figure out who had set this up and how to open it. If he succeeded, he could drag Charlotte out, giving me a chance to convince Maximus that I am the real Helanie.
Then another idea struck me. As I watched Charlotte use the dagger to stab Maximus in the arm, I realized that if I attacked Charlotte and knocked her out, I could buy enough time to prove to Maximus that I was the real Helanie
This time, when Charlotte made him jump over the laser beams and get thrown back, I ran full speed toward her.
Before she could react, I hit her with my shoulder in the stomach and tossed her to the ground. I got on top of her, clawing my hands around her neck to make her pass out.
Her eyes widened, I was pretty sure she realized what I was doing. I was eliminating the competition, just long enough to convince Maximus to kill her.
Of course, I didn’t want to kill her myself. That would mean I had removed the sacrifice myself, and it wouldn’t work for Maximus.
As I pressed down on her, knocking the wind out of her, she began flailing her arms, trying to get Maximus’s attention. "She’s killing me. Charlotte is killing me." She was doing the same thing Kesha had done. "I’m Helanie, and I’m dying."
When she cried out for help, Maximus started sprinting toward me again. My plan was starting to fail.
As Maximus neared us, I got off her, and we both rose side by side. I watched Maximus look at us together.
Even as Charlotte screamed at the top of her lungs, insisting she was Helanie, I stayed silent. There was a quiet connection I felt with Maximus at that moment.
Charlotte didn’t know what was happening. All she could see was that he wasn’t slowing down, and none of us knew who he would attack first.
We were cornered by the laser beams, so there was no way to run. By this point, he had spread his arms wide. I slowly relaxed my body. I guess there was nothing else to do.
There was no way I would step aside and let him get hit by the laser beams again.
Charlotte was different. I noticed her raise the dagger. "I’m sorry, Maximus. If you’re going to kill me, it’s better we both die together so she suffers alone," she grunted under her breath. Then she raised the dagger, aiming at him
And the next thing I knew, the blade sank deep into flesh. Screams erupted before silence took over, and blood poured out.