This wasn’t going to happen! She wouldn’t let him give the Ministry of Voldemort reason to put him down. Circe pushed herself up once more and as Fenrir attacked, she was in front of Embry again though this time, her scream pierced the area as she felt the agony of flesh tearing at her neck and in her abdominal area. Her breathing because shallow as she clung to his body, her grip against his body loosened. The thick scent of iron was in the air and red splashed to the ground and stained the pink dress she wore.
Circe’s pale gaze met Fenrir’s as she felt her body released, a fading echo of her son’s scream of ‘mum’ hit her ears but already her eyes were clouding over as her body fell. She didn’t hit the ground, she felt arms around her but even as she felt the weight of her body hit them she didn’t move. She felt like she couldn’t breathe it was too hard. Unknown to her, her throat had been shredded.
Her eyes closed several times as her body began going limp it was only the arms around her shaking her that forced her to open them, though the voice was too distant to be heard. “R..U..” She tried speaking but it was too hard and Circe began to fade again. It was only when she felt her body hit the ground and then another set of arms grab her that they opened again. A distant sound of growling came, what was it? William finally reached them and he was angry, the aggression and wolfish tendencies he got from his father? They showed as he all but growled at Fenrir not to touch his mother.
“Rufu---s” The name finally left her lips in a broken sound as more blood flowed from her injuries. “WE HAVE TO GET MY DAD.” William shouted at the other man there. “Dad will kill him for touching mum….MUM..” Circe’s eyes closed as the bleeding began to constrict her airway and William began to panic. “WE HAVE TO GET MY DAD, NOW. I CAN’T APPARATE YET.”