Second Coming

Chapter 11

Andre stayed by Ayla’s side. He’d hoped that she would get better but it had been nearly a week and she was getting worse. There had been one more episode where her whole body had spasmed uncontrollably. When that happened, the power within her petite body summoned a thunderstorm the likes of which he’d never seen before.  Andre, his pack, Ayden and his entourage were very unsettled when huge Sentinel trees came out of the dense woods and surrounded the pack house. They had made sure everyone was inside and then they had entwined their branches and sunk their roots deep into the ground. Axel had stayed just to witness the miracle happening around him. It had taken him a minute to realize that the sentinels were protecting the pack house and everyone inside from the storm raging outside. Suri knocked on the door before opening it. She looked over at Andre who was sitting beside his bed. He was holding Ayla’s limp hand in his. It looked as if he hadn’t slept in weeks. “ How is our girl doing?” she asked softly. Andre didn’t even lift his head to look at her, his eyes remaining on Ayla. He shook his head and swallowed heavily. Ayla was so pale that her skin had a grey hue to it. Suri sighed, patted Andre’s shoulder and left. She couldn’t even imagine how he felt. Suri had thought Andre, a selfish, egotistical prick but since Ayla had fallen unconscious, he hasn't left her side. She walked down the stairs and into the sitting room where Ayden and Axel were. “ How is she?” Axel asked and Suri covered her face as she broke into sobs. “ I can barely sense her life force.” She said in between sobs.

Andre rubbed his hand over his face and stood up. He sighed and with another look at his mate, he walked into the bathroom. Trish stepped from the shadows of the hall. Andre hadn’t left his room since bringing his mate, that Fae woman in there and it was pissing her off. She was supposed to be his mate. At least that was what she had assumed would be happening when he’d slept with her. Jealousy consumed Trish as she sneaked into Andre’s bedroom. His mate lay on the bed nearly lifeless and a thought occurred to her. “ He would be free to choose me if his little mate was dead.” She murmured to herself and walked closer. She leaned on the bed and wrapped her hands around Ayla’s throat and began to squeeze. The power within Ayla sensed the threat to her and rushed forward, attacking Trish. Andre rushed into his room when he heard a scream of pain. He saw Trish with her hands around Ayla’s throat and both women were consumed by Ayla’s power as it electrocuted them. Andre rushed over and yanked Trish off of Ayla. The noise brought a crowd and soon the room was filled with pack members. As soon as Trish was away from Ayla, Ayla’s body began to convulse again. Her body was jerking so violently that it was leaving the bed. Almost as soon as the fit started, it stopped, Ayla’s heart along with it. Andre and Kai howled in agony as her head lolled to the side and her last breath left her body.