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“I love you, Willa. I should have taken you far away from here. I should have protected you. You’re my mate. I’m a wolf. For me, we’re mated for life, and I can’t live in a world that you’re not in.” He shook his head. “I need you to trust me.”
“This is such a touching moment, but I think I’m going to vomit.”
Xander watched her, hoping that she knew what he was going to do and all she had to do was … get out of the way. His wolf was about to bring carnage.
She blinked twice, one after the other, and he knew, deep in his gut that she understood him.
“You sick, fucking bastard!”
Xander looked past Greer’s shoulder to see Tyson.
They had been so focused on each other that he hadn’t heard his son approach. He’d come from a different direction,and he jumped on Greer’s back, wrapping his arm around the bastard’s throat.
“You think you can use me, take my mom from me, lie to me, and now you think you can kill my dad and my tutor as well?”
Xander had never heard such rage in his son’s voice, but at that moment, he didn’t care. It was beautiful to his ears. Tyson had distracted Greer long enough to make him let go of Willa.
Now, he had to save his son.
Chapter Nine
Willa crawled out of the way, her breathing still a struggle, her throat burning. She turned in time to see Xander shift into the most beautiful black wolf she’d ever seen. He was huge, sleek, and majestic. The wolf immediately bound forward, tearing into Greer, ripping flesh from bone. The man cried out, flinging Tyson off his back and trying to pull the wolf off his leg.
Tyson began to shake, his body morphing into a dark-gray wolf. He wasn’t as large as his father, but the snarl and flash of fangs were no less intimidating. Both wolves attacked the man who was now part man, part wolf, in a hideous mix of creatures. His pack of wolves started to surround them, but a few ran off. She imagined it would be hard to stay loyal to such a hateful alpha.
She screamed Xander’s name as Greer, now in wolf form, fought back in a vicious battle of claws, teeth, and power. Willa continued to shuffle backward, not wanting to stand up and bring attention to herself. She’d be no match for any of these beasts. It was becoming a blur, difficult to tell which were the good and bad wolves.
It was like living in a horror film—the sounds, the blood, and heart-pounding fear.
The sounds coming from the melee were terrifying. Purely animalistic. What if Xander didn’t come out of this alive? They were outnumbered, and there was nothing she could do to help them.
She was nestled up in some thickets, but that didn’t mean she was safe. A low growling came from her left. It was a wolf, blood dripping from its mouth. She attempted to scream for Xander, but no sound came out. She was too terrified, frozen in place, and unable to move or speak.
Her heart raced, her breath coming in quick, short gasps. So many thoughts ran through her mind, her life seeming to flash before her eyes.
Then he was there.
Her savior.
Her alpha.
Her mate.
Xander’s black wolf wrenched the threat away by the neck, tossing him in a display of pure strength and power. His eyes were almost holographic as he stared back at her. For some reason, she felt the connection. It was Xander, but it wasn’t.
She wanted to reach out and touch him, to sink her fingers into his thick, lush coat of fur. But he was gone as soon as he appeared. He fought like a savage beast, making the other wolves look like pet dogs as he destroyed them or sent them running. Tyson fought alongside his father, but it was Xander who took control. He was the epitome of an alpha, and all hers.
He finished off the threat from the pack of wolves, one by one, until it was just Tyson and Greer left. They were all in their human form now, covered in mud and grime. She was grateful that Tyson wore a scrap of clothing like a loincloth. It saved her that awkwardness. He wasn’t just Xander’s son, but he was also her student.
During the battle, Xander had toyed with Greer, injuring him just enough so he couldn’t flee while handling the rest of the threat.
Greer was on the ground, Xander standing over him. Even after battle, his body was lithe and muscular, like a work of art.
“Kill me, go on and do it!” Greer roared.
Xander shook his head. “It’s not my place. That honor belongs to my son, the next in line to my pack. You killed his mother and used him to your advantage, trying to tear us apart.All I’ve ever done was sacrifice for Tyson. Even now, he deserves to end you, not me.”
She watched in horror, knowing what had to be done, but still finding it hard to watch a human be killed. This was far from life in her world, the one with strict laws and societal structure. Willa closed her eyes. There wasn’t much noise at all. When she peeked, it was clear Greer was dead, blood leaking from his neck, his eyes glazed over in death.
