27. I am cursed.

"Screw you" I spat at him. He growled, "okay Iris let's do this the hard way then" in a flash a skull shattering blow landed on the side of my face and I hit the floor with a force that knocked me out in an instant, but just like my healing the blackout lasted about a second. I laid on the floor, in the sand that soaked up my blood and probably some brain fluid in a daze.

Soon I was weightless and hanging like a sandbag in his arm, his electric eyes mirroring the hurt he felt but this wasn't Malik I was staring at, it was the crazed revenge hungry version of him, lifting the other paw he began to claw into me leaving marks all over my body. Some are deeper than others. In summary, my body was battered and bloody. But just as the wounds healed he made new ones. Until I couldn't take it anymore. But the wounds didn't hurt as much as my heart. How could he do something so despicable and horrible to me his mate? Did I not matter? I was sobbing and crying and I did nothing to stop myself. That was it, I lost it and this time I left no restrains.

I pushed him away just like before he flew and landed on the ground. I was angry, I knew my eyes had gone completely black and the white in my eyes would have disappeared. I moved to where he was, the magic no longer a ball in the pit of my belly but gushing out of my body with the strength of a waterfall. The intensity of it suspends me in the air. I saw he was getting up and I pushed him further to the ground.

"You want magic? Then here it is" I made the earth tremble and it started to crack everywhere until everything started to crumble. I heard the other pack members screaming and moving away. I made a circle of fire around Malik and me. I stepped into the ground in front of him. I grabbed his throat and lifted him off the ground. He hadn't shifted back yet, that was probably for the best. I slammed him back into the ground. I did it again and again. Then I stepped back and went up in the air again, swirling chunks of the earth around me I was spurting out dozens of spells to keep up with all the chaos around me. Everything depended on the right words. I picked him up with a spell and smacked him with a big piece of rock.

"This is what you want huh?" I screamed at him. "You made the worst mistake of your life just now, for making me do this I hate you!"

My wolf cried out in pain. She was not enjoying this, well neither was I but it's what he wanted right? I heard screaming, some wolves were trying to get in the circle of fire, idiots. Their desperate screams got louder as I pumped the fire full of energy making it thicker and hotter, anyone within a few feet of it would burn so bad they would be set on fire. Never mess with a witch of the west. We are myths but nothing said about us is false. Wicked, heartless, powerful, and extremely dangerous it was all true.

"Is this what you want?" I screamed at the pack, tears, and blood dripping from my face it was overwhelming. I felt broken and exposed. Embarrassed and ashamed as I saw the look of terror on the packs' faces. It broke my heart. Why would he make me do this?

"Ahhhhhhh!!" I fell up with a heavyweight pushing me down. It was Malik, he used the little opportunity I was distracted to bring me down. I struggled to move under him, but his weight was crushing into me. The next thing I felt was a sharp pain in my neck, and suddenly everything stopped. I felt weak for a before energy surged and I pushed him off. He shifted and we both lay down breathing and focusing on not passing out.

We both staggered and were covered in blood. This was it, that bite, this bond, his mark would be the death of me. No way in a million years could a werewolf ever be able to beat a witch. But this power he had over me now, since I've been marked it prevented me from going further. He also looked beat, but he wore pants, someone must have given them to him while I was still on the floor. The fire had even gone out already, he looked like he was struggling to stay awake. We stayed like that sagged and watching each other, panting. It was a tie, we could go in forever nothing will change.

"You think I would hate you if I knew who you were? Iris, you are my mate I couldn't hate you even if I wanted to" he said each word coated with a heavy gasp.

"You fool! Why can't you understand! Let me go. I am a plague, I bring evil everywhere I go. Just please let this go" I cried. What was he doing? He should just let me go, already.

"Even if I wanted to it's too late. You've been marked but don't think I didn't know before I marked you. I know you might not believe me but I love you, Iris. Please just trust me, the moon goddess makes no mistakes. We're mates whatever you go through I do too" his stare was so intense it felt too hot. The liquid kept dripping from my face I wasn't sure anymore if it was tears of blood.

"You don't understand I'm cursed! Listen to me please" I sobbed into my palms. By the time I lifted my head he had captured me in a warm embrace. Resting his chin on my head. I cried into his chest.

"It doesn't matter, you can't tell me to let you go, I can't do that. If you're cursed then I am too" he stroked my hair and released me from the hug. Staring straight into my eyes.

"How can you be so confident, I'm a threat to your pack. Besides my kind has always been mortal enemies of the Lycan how is your pack ever going to accept me?"

"You are my pack Iris, you." He looked up to the rest of the pack. "This my mate and your Luna. You may have heard of her before but I am officially announcing it. I'm sure you already know what she is, it doesn't matter anyone that opposes her or the fact that she is the Luna? You can challenge her for the rank if you have the balls. If not bow to your new Luna."

At that moment the silence that fell after Malik finished talking was broken with the cracking bones. The whole pack shifted and bowed to us. Next thing Malik started howling beside me and the rest of the pack followed.

Okay, what the hell is happening?