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My stomach was in knots at the thought of Willow being in danger. From the way my gut was moments away from turning, I had the awful feeling she was in the middle of it.
Pressing on, I didn’t stop at only a few of my men. I called them all out, hitting the road as a complete unit. By the looks of things, I didn’t want to be there without backup of my own.
Just as we rolled into town, following the main road, we were met with what looked like a wall of Kai’s men dressed in their tactical gear. He and Finn stood in the front with their arms crossed, faces as hard as stone.
Pulling up to them, I slowed down until I was close enough for them to hear me over the sound of my engine. I slid my helmet off.
“You don’t know how to stay away,” Finn forced through grit teeth.
“What the hell is going on?” I demanded, listening to the wave of bikes behind me. I gestured to the impossibly dark clouds overhead.
Kai studied me closely as if he was contemplating fighting me then and there. “Don’t worry yourselves about it. We’re about to deal with it. Turn back and head home before something you’ll regret happens.”
His dismissal sent my already frayed nerves flaming into pure rage. I couldn’t take no for an answer—not in that case.
“Serve me my punishment later; I don’t care. If my fated mate is in trouble, wolf or not, I’ll never forgive myself if I don’t try.”
Knowing that Kai, Finn, and all the other men were no stronger than us, I revved my engine and tore past them.
With disbelief scribbled across Kai’s face, he watched as we poured in, filling the street with our machines.
To my surprise, none of them moved. I could only imagine that they didn’t feel like being mowed down by our bikes.
Like a beacon of dread, we followed that darkness to the far end of town and into the wooded area. The roar of our motorcycles echoed off the trees and sounded like that of wild animals.
Regardless of not having my wolf within me, I could still feel those animalistic instincts. After years of having them, it wasn't easy to forget how they dictated your everyday life and crafted your choices for you.
Realizing we weren’t alone, I caught sight of the Rose Valley shifters chasing after us. Assuming they were hellbent on making sure we didn’t stay long, I pushed on and chose to forget about them entirely.
But I forgot all about our trespassing the moment I saw it.
In a meadow, lit up by candles as night set in, was a circle of witches all dressed in white dresses. They swayed methodically as they chanted, and in the very middle was Keres.
I nearly shivered at the sight of it, recalling how much pain I endured the day of the Harvest Festival.
But at the sight of the coven chanting and seemingly holding Keres at bay, I knew right away that Willow was there. She was facing the demon as she chanted along with the others.
As I shut my bike off and hurried through the trees until I broke into the meadow, I realized why their chanting sounded so odd. It was strained, like they were worried. Afraid.
Shadows rippled around them as they surrounded the witches, snarling and stalking.
Confused but determined to help them, I moved in with my men in tow.
Just before I could reach them, Kai and Finn were at my side, but they didn’t say anything about us being there. Not while densely packed shadows were surrounding the witches of Rose Valley.
“What the hell is that?” Kai mumbled, hesitating slightly in his movements.
The closer we got, the more it clicked. Those weren’t just shadows. They were wolves.
Our presence caught the attention of those shadows, deterring their focus from the witches. I nearly froze up at the sight of them, and the realization hit me like a wave of ice-cold water.
As some of them approached, cutting the space between us, I swallowed hard.
“Those are wolves. Our wolves.”
The ones that were normally inside us.
As the men from both our groups piled in behind us, it was our turn to be stalked by the familiar beasts we knew ourselves.
