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I continue backing away.
“I’m going to gut this one and use its fur for a rug,” a woman with the fierce face hisses.
I stick my tongue out at her and back into the trees before turning to run. “Hunt her ass down!” I hear someone yell.
I slow so they can keep up, their panting loud. Bark explodes on either side of me as they fire off shots, yelling as they chase me.
Fools.
I lead them away from my pack and towards the gorge, rolling over fallen logs and avoiding their guns but remaining slow enough so they don’t lose sight of me. It’s almost too easy. I’m barely breaking one of my slowest jogs, but I pretend to pant and panic.
They fall for it hook, line, and fucking sinker, and when I skid to a stop before the gorge, they laugh as they converge on me.
“I won’t even use my gun for this one,” one of the bearded men jokes as he withdraws a large machete. “I’ll wear her like a fucking coat while I kill her pathetic family.”
I step back, and they follow until I’m hanging over the edge. Only then do they seem to notice, and then I leap over them, faster than they can see, and ram into them. Luckily, they are so close that they tumble over the edge as one big mass of screaming humans.
Standing on the edge of the gorge, I watch them plummet to their deaths, but then a scream cuts the air.
My head snaps back, knowing that wolf’s scream, and I burst into a sprint, heading back to the pack.
I slide to a stop just inside the tree line, taking in the chaos.
Human bodies litter the ground, but even more are still fighting, firing, and engaging wolves with everything they have in them. There are a few wolves littering the ground, dying or dead, and my heart aches as I memorise every single one.
I grew up with them.
It’s like losing a limb.
There’s so much blood and death.
Claws, fangs, and blades clash, and growls and shouts mix together as the moon illuminates the hatred and desire to kill one another.
I spot Jang in wolf form, taking on at least twelve hunters alone.
Jai is crouched, firing a rifle while kicking hunters away. Lucien is fighting hand-to-hand with two others, while Vale spins through a mass of four of them with a silver chain. My mother is making her way to Jang, fighting through the hunters and bleeding from one arm, but otherwise, she’s fine.
I see White barrelling through their masses, while Filmea rips apart any who get too close. Dom, who screamed, is back on his paws and fighting with everything he has.
A warm droplet of rain hits my eye, and I shake my head, looking up at the moon as more fall. The ground turns slick as hunters scream in both agony and victory around me.
Rain pelts the ground as if feeling our pain, our anger, and Mother Nature reflects it. It obscures some of the hunters’ vision and wets my fur through, but I don’t stop.
I throw myself into battle, ripping through as many as I can reach. I barely feel the sting of their blades, ignoring it in favour of fighting, because each one who dies is another step closer to my pack’s safety.
“Keep pushing!” I hear a human shout.
A scream has me whirling around to see more pouring from the sides where they must have escaped the traps. There is an explosion in the distance—Lucien’s traps—but more try to box us in. Luckily, the wolves we stationed there leap down after them, trapping them within their own snare.
Jang transforms back for a moment. “Quinn, the house!” he roars.
I glance at the house to see at least five hunters heading towards the building filled with women and children. I nod and push off, kicking a hunter who gets too close. I pass Vale, and he quickly snaps the neck of a man turning to me before grabbing a gun, falling into step next to me.
When I glance back, Lucien is sprinting after us, and then Jai bursts into action, coming to my side with a wicked grin, his eyes alight. “Great night for death, isn’t it?” He’s covered in blood, almost as if he has been ripping them to shreds with his hands.
How people could think he was a human is beyond me.
I don’t have time to dwell on that, however, as I hurry towards the safe house some distance away, my paws hitting the wet dirt hard before I race through the open door. I still then, the sound of water hitting the wood floor loud, but I hear no screams or growls.
