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m moving in on Gammet.
Take him, Braden.
He used group telepathy. Wolves, lay down some cover. I’m going after Gammet.
Greg responded. I want everyone in the Z formation we worked on. Let’s come in from high in the air. When Braden finds his target, we’ll do the same. Let’s rock-n-roll.
He watched the wolves levitate almost straight up, which stopped the ground fire.
Braden pivoted in the air so that he was head down as he flew toward Gammet. His position made him the smallest possible target.
Greg’s crew came in from all directions but at downward angles to avoid friendly crossfire.
The warlock moved to the center of what looked like eight still-standing men in his squad. He appeared to be heating up his own killing power as he lifted his left arm toward Braden. But would he be fast enough to do some damage?
Braden called out a command to the team. Converge. I’ve got Gammet.
As he shot like a rocket toward the warlock, he saw movement all around his peripheral vision as the six remaining Landing wolves shifted tactics and began to dive in as well.
Each had his own method for avoiding gunfire, but they flew like lightning toward Gammet’s hunkered down squad. At least five of the warlock’s crew suddenly took off running. Braden had seen this before. Those men would disappear into the night and never be seen again.
Braden added some speed. Three – two – one.
Just as Gammet tried and failed to fire his killing power, Braden slammed into the warlock. He knocked him backward against an abandoned car.
The warlock, as big as Braden, grunted and tried to recover, but he was no warrior.
Braden used his fists. He grabbed the front of Gammet’s t-shirt then powered in three quick jabs to his face. Blood gushed from his nose. Braden heard bones crunch.
The warlock waved his arm. Braden felt the spell, but his connection to Maeve’s abilities gave him enough warning to release him. The moment he did, Gammet smiled and began to disappear.
At the last second, when Gammet was completely invisible, Braden reached for him, but he was gone.
Several expletives rolled like fire off his tongue. Around him, the Landing wolves battled the remainder of Gammet’s squad.
In a sequence of split-seconds, his thoughts jumped hurdles. How did Gammet go invisible? Where did he go? Were his men in danger?
In the end, his final awareness was a grenade exploding in his head.
Gammet was after Maeve.
Every instinct he possessed, wolf or witch, told him Maeve was in danger.
Braden levitated, arced in the air, then flew faster than he ever had before in Maeve’s direction. She was leaning over a stretcher on the back of the Jeep. Alfonso was tending the injured wolf.
Maeve. Fire up your killing power. We’ve got incoming.
When he was within ten feet of her, his shoulder collided with the invisible enemy. The collision knocked Braden to the ground.
He rolled several times, but levitated swiftly to his feet and raced toward Maeve.
Her eyes were bright. She seemed to understand and she was ready. He moved in behind her and held her tight.
He chose to continue telepathically. Can you see Gammet? Sense him? If not, just fire into the air. He’s out there.
Maeve lifted her arm. Thank God for a touch of emerald flame because I can see him. His face is bloody and he’s having a hard time holding his levitation. The combination of the invisibility spell, and a beating I’m guessing you gave him, is having an effect. When I looked up at your warning, he was lifting his arm to fire at me, then you rushed him. You just saved my life, wolf.
Good. But if you’ve got a bead on him, Maeve, take him out.
