Page 171 of Knot Their Soldier: Part Three

An Omega capable of fighting alongside her mates.

The deeper we move into the enemy, the closer they come, until we're boxed in on all sides and my Pack abandons their rifles for their pistols, knives, fists, and in Blaze's case, teeth. The Humans don't hesitate to throw themselves straight into our Pack kill box.

"Move," Knox barks. "Go, go, go!"

I dash after Knox, Blaze, and Viper, tripping and stumbling over the mess of death beneath my boots. Shade stays at my back, not once leaving his post.

Viper slams into my other side a second later, his broad body knocking half a dozen Humans off the cliff edge by himself. A round hits him square in the chest plate. Another tears through the meat of his upper arm. He grunts, shoves me and Shade lower with one huge forearm, and keeps firing over our heads like nothing happened. Like he isn't using himself as a meat shield.

Blaze covers our other side as a Human farther back uses the cleared space around us to get a clean shot and squeezes off a burst. The rounds tear into Blaze’s flank and thigh. He just grins wider, darts forward so fast I almost miss when he kicks our attacker so hard his chest caves in.

"You're gonna get yourselves killed," Shade says, voice clipped as he ducks and fires past Knox’s shoulder.

"But what a way to go!" Blaze says with a cackle.

A Human barrels straight at me through the crush, rifle abandoned, knife out, eyes wide with panic and hate. I plant my boots, bring my rifle up, and fire once into his chest.

He jerks but keeps coming.

I fire again, this time into his throat.

He drops hard enough to skid through the blood at my boots.

I don't have time to reflect that I just killed a person, because another man lunges out of the smoke on my left. I pivot and put a round through his face so close the spray showers me. The gun's recoil punches up my arm. My ears are ringing. My pulse is pounding so hard I can taste it.

My training takes over before fear or panic can take hold of me.

Front sight. Breathe. Squeeze the trigger.

"Good girl," Viper growls, blood still running down his arms and side, looking somehow more handsome than ever with his eyes wild with pumping adrenaline.

Arousal flashes through me, and I finally think Shade might be right. I think I have a violence kink, because no sane Omega would be turned on right now.

We keep pushing deeper into the enemy against all odds.

Knox drives forward again, using the sheer force of his body to break the enemy line open one half step at a time. Viper keeps his frame between me and the heaviest fire. Blaze bounces in and out of the crush with a grin. Shade stays tight to my back, firing his pistol with cold precision whenever one of them makes an opening.

We carve through another knot of Humans, and then Blaze’s attention snaps sideways.

I feel it through the bond before I see what catches him. A sharp spike of focus. Almost predatory.

'Officer.'

The declaration slams through the bond.

I follow the line of Blaze’s gaze and spot my target at last. A Human officer, marked by cleaner armor, better weapons, and trying to keep a wall of soldiers between him and the worst of the fighting.

He's still too far away for me to Command him, and I can feel the Pack starting to tire. Blood loss and the energy spent healing drag at them with every passing moment.

Blaze looks back at me and smiles. It's not the manic, euphoric grin he's been sporting, but one that is earnest and full of love and endless devotion.

Frack.

'Oh no, no, no. Blaze, don't!' I shove at him through the bond, but he just winks at me instead.

'No,' Shade fires back instantly.

Knox’s rejection crashes in right on top of it. 'Stay in formation.'