His Beloved or His Mate

Chapter 33

    When her hands squeezed to try and control the shaking, an unnerving pang worked its way into her muscles as she gripped the hilt of the knife Raith had given her. 

    The knife!

    Gabriella’s eyes darted down the reflective blade, spiking her courage.  With a forced grunt, she twisted her body away from the Guardian and whipped the knife toward the creature, slicing a deep gash into its cheek.  The werewolf bellowed in protest as the silver sizzled its skin and blood scattering all over her face. The beast lashed out in reaction, its heavy paws swiping four diagonal scratches alongside Gabriella’s back.

    Gabriella shrieked as she collapsed to her knees; the knife skidded away as she clawed at the ground in agony. With grit teeth, she hissed as she clambered forward. Reaching