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I jumped up, knowing Sam sensed we were here. I climbed onto the back of the booth and prepared to hack at the ropes as Pala braced the woman below me. The knife sliced through the rope like it was butter, surprising the hell out of me. I didn’t know what type of blade it was, but I was totally keeping it. I was claiming it as a courting gift. It might come in handy again one-day.
“It is yours now, my wild heart,” Pala said as he smiled at me affectionately in the middle of the chaos surrounding us, as if he felt me coveting it in the bond.
I didn’t usually like knives. If you fought with them, they got taken and used against you more times than not. But this knife was a thing of beauty. I palmed it and pocketed it a second before Dio reached me and pulled me down into his arms. “Fucking hell, you two are going to turn me grayer than Dave. Winston has a detonator.”
I looked past Dio to see Sam standing in the shattered picture window glaring death at a man kneeling in front of him with a device in his hand.Focus, Lexie.
“Get them out of here, Dio,” Sam growled with death riding his tone as two of Sam’s team appeared through the picture window behind him and I heard more men come through the swinging door behind us. One ran to the fire exit just past us and opened it to one of his teammates.
A man pushed up from his knees and rushed towards us from the crowd. I tensed before I recognized the Mayor. Pala spun Olivia behind him, but I grabbed his arm. “He’s her husband.”
Pala immediately stood aside as the Mayor grabbed his crying wife in his arms and Pala pushed them both towards the back door. “Run,” he hissed, “head for the museum.” The alpha from Sam’s team behind us shifted to let them pass.
I flicked my gaze back to the front of the pub when I heard Dave yell, “Incoming.”
He was standing guarding Sam’s back and past him, a group of alphas were streaming out of the building across the street. The shattered picture window outlined them as if they were on a movie screen, but this was no movie. It was very freaking real.
“Fuck. I knew there weren’t enough guards on the streets,” Dio yelled, frustration thickly coating his voice as he turned and vaulted kneeling people, not bothering to be careful as he headed back to the front of the pub.
There was no longer any question about Sam being a prime alpha. He was holding every person inside the pub, except us, in his thrall. His entire attention focused on it, but his back was now exposed and only Dave was there to protect him.
I moved without thought, needing to get to my mates. Pala was moving at my side when I noticed a blur of dark hair pass the shattered window frame from the far side. An arm shot out and Ava’s voice screamed, “Take cover.”
Pala covered my head as a second flashbang detonated in the middle of the group in the street, but they shook it off quickly. Flashbangs were much less effective against alphas than they were against betas, especially outside. Stunning them for seconds rather than minutes. I probably should have told Ava that when I’d given it to her, to use as a last resort.
Ava straightened from her protective crouch, looking shocked, when the closest alpha spun to her, followed by a few others. Cary appeared at her side, but the alphas had them grossly outnumbered and we were all too far away.
“Ava,” I screamed as I pushed away from Pala. The sound seemed to echo through the silence in the flashbang’s aftermath.
A second roar split the air, drowning out my scream, as a wild beast of an alpha appeared in the frame, barrelling through the alphas charging towards us. He had long, shaggy brown hair and was wearing some kind of hospital scrubs that barely contained him. There was no finesse to his movements. He was swinging wildly with brutal punches that knocked alphas out cold. One powerful punch ripped the arm of his shirt in two as his massive bicep bulged.
As I watched, he picked another alpha up and threw him into a tree across the street with a roar of unbridled rage that had hairs raising on my arms. A sudden sharp scent hit my nostrils of uninhabited spaces where nature reigned supreme. The bark, fern and mossy scents of a tropical jungle at night, with sharp underlying notes of orchids and ginger. It was a complex, dark scent that smelt wild and dangerous.
“Shit, that alpha looks feral. Where the fuck did he come from?” Pala hissed beside me.
Two other dark-haired alphas appeared out of nowhere at the feral alpha’s side, wearing all black and moving as if they flowed out of the shadows. They appeared to be twins, with lethal movements so precise it looked as if someone had choreographed the scene. They took out two alphas before I could even comprehend what they were doing. Compared with the first brutal alpha, they were like the yin and yang of fighting.
“Forget the feral alpha, that’s the fucking twins,” Dio said as the breath whooshed from his lungs, reverence lightening his voice.
Dio and Pala both shared a look before they charged into the fray and took out the last two alphas with ruthless efficiency. I paused at Dave’s side, where he was still guarding Sam’s back. “Clear,” he yelled to Sam.
I kept my eyes on Ava. She had frozen while watching the three alphas a few meters away. Cary stood motionless at her side. The twin alphas turned immediately towards Ava and Cary as soon as the fighting stopped, honing in on them as if they sensed them. From this angle, I couldn’t tell if it was Ava or Cary that had them transfixed. Or maybe both?
The wild alpha charged towards Ava and Cary with an angry roar, breaking the stasis. Cary jumped in front of Ava before I could shout a warning. The alpha swiftly picked him up and threw him over his broad shoulder. He then did the same to Ava as she stared at him, before he took off down the street with powerful strides, carrying both of them. He was heading south, towards the farm.
The twins took off after him, on swift, silent feet. Damon, Leif and Hunter came barrelling down the road from the north in hot pursuit. “Damon, he has Ava and Cary,” I screamed, just as Nick jumped out of an alleyway directly in front of the rampaging alpha, brandishing a stun gun. He’d volunteered as a Honey Badger tonight.
The alpha slid to a halt and cocked his head at Nick, looking confused, just as the PMV came around the southern corner towards them all.
One of Sam’s team was manning the gun turret. He instantly assessed the situation and swung his gun towards the feral escaping alpha. I heard him yell, “Stop or I’ll shoot.”
My blood froze in my veins as I lunged to run for Ava and Cary. Arms banded around me as Pala yelled in my ear, “Lex, no.”
This was all spiraling out of control, so freaking fast. I could hardly breathe. My chest was tight and panic was thrumming through my veins.
The feral alpha gently lowered Ava and Cary to their feet. They both looked dazed, and neither stepped away. He stepped around Nick, who looked pale as a ghost, and approached the PMV slowly, not taking his eyes off the alpha on the turret.
“I said stop,” the alpha yelled from his high position. He seemed unsure what to do. We had no back-up plan for a situation like this, but he seemed unwilling to shoot an unarmed person, despite his warnings.
