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Alpha Trevor smirks.
“Very well,” he says and looks around. “KILL THEM ALL.”
I growl loudly.
Alpha Trevor turns and looks back at me, his eyes changed into his wolves.
“My wolf has been dreaming about this day for years,” he says as he shifts into his wolf.
I could feel nails digging into me more as I tried to move, but the more I tried, the more it felt like more men were holding on to me.
This is the only way Alpha Trevor and his wolf can kill me; I will give them everything I have before they finish me off; I need to get out of these goddamn rogue’s hold.
I moved more, but they tightened more.
I growl.
Blaze tries to push forward and comes up with me, using everything we have.
Alpha Trevor’s wolf inches closer to me.
I growl, but a scent wafts toward me, which makes me stop moving.
It can’t be.
Where was she?
I watch in slow motion as Alpha Trevor’s wolf stops in his track as a giant blob of white lands in front of us.
I knew who it was; her scent was everything that Blaze and I were craving.
Bex and Roxie.
She was growling loudly, bearing her teeth at the gigantic black wolf in front of her.
Blaze and I stood with the rogues, gaping at the white wolf. Some let go of me as I felt less of them.
The stench of fear washed over them.
I knew I could use this as my chance, but her scent wafted over to me as I stared.
I could make out marks on through her fur. She was injured, but I couldn’t tell how bad.
“Mate,” shouted Blaze in my head, pulling me back from my thoughts.
“Blaze,” I said. “Let’s get these shits off us now.”
Blaze knew what I wanted to do as he started to shift.
I looked up as I watched Alpha Trevor’s wolf charge toward Bex and Roxie; he would kill them.
I growl out as I let Blaze take over. The rogues were too busy staring at Bex and Roxie as we used our strength and pushed them all off us.
I stood up as Blaze shifted into his proper form.
Blaze stood up and let out a roar, letting our aura slip through.
The only way we can defeat these arseholes is to do it in his form.
I knew who we would kill, and judging by how Bex fought with Alpha Trevor; she would do the same.
I charged toward them, but rogues came at me, but Blaze took them out with every moment he knew how.
I needed to get to Bex, and I needed to do it now.
ROXIE
I stagger through the forest.
Most of my injuries slowly healed, but the pain radiated through the ones still on show.
I followed the stench of rotten eggs.
The stench was everywhere. I couldn’t figure out how many there were, but judging by the footprints on the ground, there had to be over a hundred, maybe more.
I moved between each tree, pushing off each one and moving to the next one, needing support.
I felt weak; no food would do that to you.
I walked further into the forest but slowly started to realize where I was, the north side, not far from the pack house.
I needed to tell someone about Naomi’s body and where to find it.
An image of her body came flooding back harshly, and I felt sick but also some relief. The girl gave me hell for years till I left the pack, but killing someone was never my intention. I would never have done it, but she never gave me an option and her wolf Elle was adamant.
The thought of Elle saddened me. She was willing to die for her happiness. A wolf should never have to choose as Elle did.
My thoughts went to Bex; I missed her.
I missed her voice of reason and thinking about what she would think about the whole thing.
I leaned on a tree as I closed my eyes.
I sent a prayer up to the moon goddess, asking for forgiveness for killing Naomi and also to send Bex back to me, I knew I needed her. I didn’t know what I was walking into when I returned to the pack.
I opened my eyes, but as I looked around, a loud, piercing scream erupted throughout the forest.
It sounded like a child.
I pushed off the tree and moved quickly till I came close to where the scream came from.
I stopped in my tracks as I watched four rogues, three in human form and one in wolf, stock up toward a girl who seemed to be in her teens. They start to circle her. The fear radiated from her as she tripped over a branch and landed on her a*s in front of them.
“Look what we have here,” said one of the rogues in human form. “Something we can have; I’m sure the alpha won’t mind us taking one of the females for ourselves.”
I felt sick, but anger swept in as I stared at them.
I needed to save the girl.
I looked down and realized that I was covered in blood, but most of my wounds were healing.
I looked back up and growled.
“GET THE f**k AWAY FROM HER,” I shouted.
All four men turned around and looked at me.
The girl stared, fear clearly radiating off her, but her eyes went to mine and widened as she mouthed, ‘Luna.’
I stared at her but looked back at the men, not caring what came out of her mouth.
I am her Luna; I am Lex’s mate, after all.
“What do we have here?” asked one of the men, looking toward his friends. “Another toy to play with.”
I growled.
A rogue came toward me and lunged at me, but I sidestepped him and kicked him hard in the head with a spinning kick, sending him straight into a tree.
I looked back at the others, who stood like lemons.
I ran toward them, not caring what had happened to me.
I use everything Uncle Keith taught me over the years at his pack. I used every kick, every duck, and punch to get to them.
I could feel movement in my head, but I couldn’t concentrate.
I took out one rogue but ripped out his heart, and blood splattered all over me.
I was about to get attacked by another, but the young girl shifted into her wolf and lunged at him, ripping his throat out.
I looked at the last rogue, who looked worse for wear after the knockout he received from the tree.
He growled and charged at me, but I moved out of the way as the young she-wolf took care of him.
I landed hard on the ground as I tripped over something.
I lean up but felt weak.
My body was failing me, and I was too exhausted to do anything as I lay down and closed my eyes.
All I could hear was the young girl shifting back and yelling, “Luna.”
My eyes were closed, but I felt a force pulling me back as a pair of eyes looked back at me.
