Like seas thrashing, storm fronts meeting, it only takes seconds before the wall of them, and the wall of us crashes into one another in a dramatic collision. Meadow leaps over the coming forms with impressive skill and height, flying overhead at the unsuspecting wolves who are too busy looking forward. She carries on, as we planned, trying to pull her section of the pack onward as the ones staying with me round on the concentration of the wolves meeting us dead on. The aim is to keep them here, distract them, so none follow Meadow’s small group but that’s not as easy as it seemed.
Claws clash, teeth rip, and bodies collide all around, as wolf meets wolf, and a full-on vicious battle erupts. Noises drowning out everything else. The gnashing of teeth, ripping of skin, howling, growling, cries, and chaos.
We’re not running any further because this wall of fierce and fury has stopped us dead, and we have met the ground where some of us may forever lay. I leap off Carmen and wade into the fold, mind blank when instinct takes over and adrenalin drowns the last ounce of doubt away. Throwing wolves back, left, right, and center, as I’m surrounded by violence.
It’s a frenzy, a mix of friend and foe and hard to pick out who’s with us and who’s not. Every time a wolf comes at me, teeth bared, flying in a leap to take me down I use my power to throw them back, swipe them aside and try not to hurt them. It’s too fast to figure out who they are and I’m sure Radar is one who comes at me twice, only to be hurled thirty feet back as I lash out, throwing them away. This is the upper hand that I have and why I was so sure I could handle this. My powers mean I can keep everyone around me far enough away without having to physically battle. My babies will be protected in the bubble of my vampire gifts.
My ears and eyes are tuned into the others around me, watching out for them, intent on safeguarding. Anytime I spot one of the pack losing the advantage I extend my energy and save them for a moment, shielding them and pushing them to a clearing alone. Giving them space to regroup, heal their wounds, and fly back to fight. Our numbers are an advantage and as I lose sight of Meadow and her group, we are surrounded by feral forms intent on taking us down.
Carmen rolls into me from behind, almost swiping my legs out from under me because I was so focused on the ahead that it startles me and realize how stupid I was for that second. She yanks me down, hauling my body under her brutally as a large tree; trunk, roots, foliage and all, flies past my head from the rear. It misses me by mere inches and I blanche and gawp in the direction of one very large, very angry, black alpha, ripping out another to take down the human in his sights. It seems he spotted me giving my wolves an advantage and I riled his fury to become his target.
Colton.
I gasp in the mind link and am met with that wall of silent. A closed door to our mate link, even still. My heart thudding through my ribcage and I can’t formulate the thoughts about how I feel.
Throwing trees? Really….. he’s throwing fucking trees?!?! Do you think he finally sussed that out after we got the truck home safely? Asshole!
Carmen snaps, her temper flaring, and her glare aimed at him with deathly intent. She pushes me down as another flies over head, but with a wrist flick, I send it spiraling sideways away from the group of feuding animals behind me. It seems he also doesn’t care about mangling the ones fighting on his side, so consumed with the need to destroy us.
Sierra leaps over us and goes straight for the throat of an approaching wolf, appearing so suddenly from behind me that I didn’t even know she was still close. She takes it down with her in a bite, colliding body to body with a massive thud, and rolls around, grappling with it fiercely so that I cry out in terror. I yank them apart with my energy, directed between them as precisely as I can and throw it back, so sure this time the returning grey is Radar. I can’t be one hundred percent without his telltale scar over his normally white eye, because the black is shielding it like this, and his fur is so matted and unkempt from forest dwelling that it covers what might be on his face. I can’t believe Radar would fight Sierra in this way, try to hurt her, but then Colton just threw half a forest at me.
It’s like Colton senses something is up with us staying put and fighting our ground, and as I pull myself to my feet to take him face on, he stops and turns and looks towards the mountain where Leyanne and Meadow headed. A glimpse at me again as if watching for a response, or reassuring his suspicion, and a smile like snarl. He turns, howling into the air, signaling his pack and takes off after them. He goes off in hot pursuit and I react instinctively.
No! Shit…. He’s going after the witch. I have to stop him.
Colton will kill whoever gets in his way.
I abandon my post, pull myself away from carmen and high tail it after him, finding my feet and fire once more and making good ground in his wake. Carmen and Sierra follow, hot on my heels as I leap a fallen log into a clearing and realize my mistake right away. That I fell for his trap like a complete idiot.
He’s waiting for me over the first mound, and as I fly through the sky, I’m caught with a clawed swipe that thrusts my momentum downward and I’m powerless to avoid it. His nails piercing my thigh in excruciating agony as I’m dragged out of the air, and into a violent roll as he drags me through the undergrowth with the weight of my body crashing against his. My delicate human frame against hot hard wolf, his fur smothering me. His claws flailing around to get a proper hold on me. I’m too small like this and he misses me completely with those long bulky arms.
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