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I run to intercept them and when they see me, the rush to me. “Lady Luna Grace!
Lady Luna Grace!”
“Hunters.”
“In the forest.”
“They got Tula.”
Alexander comes running out of the packhouse. He’s been meeting up with the twins every day.
“Alexander!” They exclaim in unison, rushing to him and burying themselves. into his neck. He reaches up, holding them close to him.
“What is it girls? Tell me what’s wrong.”
“Hunters. They are coming.”
“They got Tula. They grabbed her.”
“And shook her.”
“And pulled off one of her wings.”
“Then threw her in a cage.”
Alexander looks at me. “They may be strange, but they don’t lie Luna. If they say there are hunters in the forest, they are there.”
I lift my head and howl for the pack to prepare for battle before turning to Alexander. “Get them into the bunker.”
I turn, jumping and shifting mid-air. As I start to run toward the forest, I hear Alexander trying to calm the twins, letting them know they will be safe.
I can hear warriors running from all different directions, following my lead as we head to our borders. When we get there, there are ninety-three sprites flitting around our border. I shift, finding Funichio.
“Funichio, what is everyone doing here?”
“Lady Luna Grace. There are hunters. We sent Leilani and Lolana, hoping you wouldn’t hurt them. We didn’t know if we were allowed to come onto your lands.”
I look around as Louis runs up, stopping beside me. “Do you need a place to hide? Safety?”
He breathes a sigh of relief. “Yes Lady Luna. The hunters have captured several of our kind. They are hurting them and putting them in cages.
I raise my voice. “All sprites are welcome to take refuge on our land. I am the Guardian of the Realm. I and my pack will protect you. Get to the packhouse, find someone to show you to a bunker. Go now!” I command and as one, the nearly 100 sprites race past our borders, headed to the packhouse.
Alexander’s wolf, Fynn, runs up, joining us. I turn to him. “Who is Tula?”
“Their friend, Luna. Another sprite.” He mind links me.
“Okay, we have sprites that have been taken prisoner. Some are injured and they are in cages. Alexander, Thomas, John, you’re on hostage rescue. Find them and get them to safety. The rest of you, we’re taking the hunters out.”
I jump and shift and Eli and I turn our noses into the air. “I smell nearly 30.” He says to me, testing his use of my Guardian gift.
“Thirty-three hunters.” I say through the mind link, opening it to everyone.
I can smell the sprites. “Five sprites, separate cages, all are injured. Be careful with them.”
“Split up and circle the hunters.” Eli states and our warriors split off into two groups. There are a couple of others, outside the circle that the pack is creating. Eli and I quietly walk around and quickly take them out without anyone raising the alarm.
We are walking back toward the group of hunters when the alarm goes up. Louis puts his head in the air and howls just as the arrows and bullets start flying. We rush into the fray. I can see Alexander and his team trying to get the cages opened. One sprite, in particular, looks like it might be dead. I can’t worry about that now, so I refocus on the fight.
Louis and Maia begin cleaving through the hunters. We take some hits from arrows laced with wolfsbane and Maia takes a bullet to the shoulder, but it doesn’t stop us. We rip through flesh and bone, tearing out throats, hearts and innards.
I see a hunter taking aim at Alexander as he’s working to help one of the sprites. out of the cage. Maia grabs his arm, ripping it from his shoulder with an audible pop as the joint dislocates. The hunter screams, grabbing his shoulder, but the blood is gushing from his arm. I feel Louis behind us, and I turn as he grabs a hold of another hunter’s wrist with his teeth. The hunter had a knife and was about to stab me from behind. Maia bites into his thigh, making sure we puncture the femoral artery before taking a chuck of flesh out of his leg. He drops to the ground, and Louis sinks his teeth into his throat.
I turn around and see that most of the hunters have been killed. Alexander and John have all but the one sprite and are running back to the pack lands. I go over to Thomas’s wolf, Connor. He’s whining, nudging the sprite with his nose. I can just barely hear her little fluttering heartbeat. I turn to make sure there are no hunters around before shifting. I reach my hand in to the cage and realize that she is badly injured. This must be Tula. I can see where her wing has been ripped out of her back. She also feels very cold, and I remember it is something the twins. said about Alexander, that his fur was warm
I place her onto Connor’s back and watch as she nestles into him. “She’s freezing cold Luna.” Thomas mind links me.
“Go slowly, don’t let her fall. Take her directly to Sirona.” I tell him and he takes off at a slow, careful jog.
Eli comes up behind me. “Is that one alive?”
“Barely, I’ll check on her when we’re back. Are they all dead?” I ask, turning to look at the carnage.
“Yes, and you’re injured.” He says, looking at my shoulder.
I look at it, realizing that he’s right. I had forgotten about the bullet in my shoulder. “Bullet.”
He nods. “It needs to come out. Do you want me to do it, or wait until we are back?”
“Let’s check our pack and we need to dispose of these hunters before more come looking for them. My shoulder can wait.
I call for help and more pack members come to assist with the injured. Several of our wolves are unconscious and many are not healing because of bullet wounds. Only one looks to have been injured severely and I send him back to the pack first. I’m worried about Grace, but she seems unperturbed by the bullet in her shoulder. However, I’ll feel better once it’s out. I know we were both hit by wolfsbane arrows, but other than the injury taking a bit longer than normal to heal, I’m not feeling the effects of the poison. I’m beginning to truly understand Rik and Liam’s excitement when they talk about the gifts of being mated to a Guardian. I’m stronger and my body heals faster. After a battle like this, I should be feeling exhausted and sore, but I don’t. I almost feel rejuvenated.
When we get back to the pack, we head straight to the pack hospital. When we arrive it’s chaos, and not just because it’s full of wolves needing medical assistance. Connor, Thomas’s wolf is standing, guarding….something, snarling at everyone who comes near. Grace rushes up and I can hear Sirona trying to persuade Connor to let her pass.
“What’s going on?” I ask, coming up behind Grace. Connor stops growling, but he doesn’t move.
“Thomas brought in one of the sprites who is badly injured. She needs medical assistance, but she became terrified when I approached her. Thomas shifted and Connor has been guarding her, not letting anyone come near her.
As I look, I can see that the little sprite is the one that was clinging to life. Connor has put himself close enough that his tail is touching her, and it looks like she is holding it in her hand.
“Connor, stand down.” Louis commands him. He whines, fighting my Alpha command. Grace steps forward, taking Connor’s face in her hands.
