Page 253 of Baby's First Howl


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“I had no choice,” Oliver roars, and that danger fills the air once more. The one where I’m around a predator, a wolf, someone who is going to hurt me.

Or at the very least, someone my brain thinks is going to hurt me.

The issue is, it has intensified since the original presence when Ethan arrived.

Because my brain recognises Oliver as the predator, as the one who is going to hurt me.

“You said you weren’t a wolf.” My words are nearly silent, but both men hear it and turn to face me. My panic increases, and in a desperate move, I tug on the bonds inside me, screaming out for help, pulling as hard as I can so that I won’t be alone.

“I’m not,” Oliver says, his voice deepening, his eyes brightening. He takes a step forward, ignoring the shout of, “No!” from Ethan. He seems bigger, wider, stronger.

I take a step back as the back door flies open, and with another shout from Ethan and a blink from me, the man in front of me is gone and a light grey wolf is in his place. He looks different to the guys, his form bigger, more… dangerous.

His eyes are a bright grey, like Phoebe’s, and he lets out the loudest howl I’ve ever heard. Goosebumps race over my skin, my heart beating erratically, as he launches towards me.

I scream as five other werewolves charge over to us, the sounds of their combined feet pounding as loud as my heart. It’s overwhelming, and I’m so unsteady on my own legs.

But they’re too late.

Oliver launches towards me, his teeth sinking into my forearm. The bite goes so deep I’m sure he touches bone before he withdraws. Agony shoots through me as my body begins to burn up. My nerves are on fire, my blood feeling wrong as it is pushed through my body.

I clutch at my arm, my legs giving way, followed by my body. My head lolls to the ground as five werewolves pin the sixth to the ground, barks, whines, and bites are all I can hear as my body screams out in pain.

Oliver howls and cries, but he doesn’t fight them off. He lets them do what they need to do.

Seb is the first to shift back, and he races over to me, followed quickly by Alex and Ethan. My eyesight starts to blur, my head pounding, as the toxin that Oliver released into my bloodstream continues to be pumped through my body.

My head is moved into someone’s lap as the world goes silent.

My back arches, my mates and Ethan trying to pin me down, to stop me from moving, to stop me from making words.

My mouth opens.

My hands scratch at the grass, at the people near me, as I try to release some of this energy.

I let instincts take over.

And I howl.

THE END… FOR NOW

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