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He’s no longer in wolf form. I don’t know why or how he changed back, but his eyes shine bright amber and his claws drip with blood even in human form. His huge naked body is covered in bleeding wounds, including bullet holes.

“Jang,” I whisper.

He is surrounded by hunters, all of them brandishing weapons and intent on felling our alpha as if they know his worth.

Our betas are busy fighting, trying to get to their alpha, but no one seems to notice him slowing.

The wounds are taking their toll.

There are at least ten hunters surrounding him. Jang might be an alpha, but he is one man.

One beast.

My heart stutters and then stops for a moment as he stumbles under the weight of holding them off. I push towards him through the throng, whirling as something catches my shoulder. I growl, ignoring the pain, as I try to carry on, but a hunter stops in front of me with a wicked grin.

Ignoring his mouth and the words he’s going to speak, I slam my claws through his neck and out the other side before removing them and kicking him away. My gaze locks back on Jang as he stumbles to one knee before getting back up with a shout.

No.

No.

No.

I leap over a wolf pinning a screaming hunter to the wet earth, still fighting to get to him. My nose twitches with the scent of gasoline, and when there is a whoosh of heat, I glance back to see flames licking at the pack house as hunters hurry away, laughing.

For a moment, I hesitate, but there’s another pained grunt.

Jang.

I focus on him, slowed by the battle raging on around us. More hands grab me, trying to gut any wolf they can find, but I ignore them. Something inside of me knows that if I look away from Jang, it will be the end.

With a mighty groan, he falls to his knees, his arms raised in an X to stop a blade from heading for his throat. Instead, the blade slices through his arms. I watch his eyes flare, but he holds strong until a hunter kicks his back.

“White! Dom!” I scream, but I know they are too far. “To our alpha!”

I pick up a fallen blade and throw it. It embeds in the hunter, forcing his blade lower, and Jang staggers before stumbling tohis feet. The scent of his blood reaches me even through the rain and fire eating away at our house behind me.

I’m the fastest wolf. I’m the fastest wolf?—

Arms grab me from behind, lifting me, and a warm mouth meets my ear. “Not so fast, beast.”

I throw myself backwards with a shout, fighting them, but more arms grab me until each of my arms is held in a hunter’s grip, and they force me to my knees. I don’t look at them. I can’t look away from Jang.

He falls again, a bullet tearing through his side. He tries to climb to his feet, and I chant for him to do so, but he’s weak. Wolfsbane. He falls again as the hunters laugh.

No!

“Get up!” I roar. “Get up and fight!”

I struggle against the hands holding me, trying to get to him.

Another bullet rips through him, this time his arm, then another in his thigh as he roars. The sound raises the hair on my arms. He still doesn’t give up. He fights to get to his feet—to win, to protect his family, to protect this pack.

He’s a true alpha.

There are too many of them though.

Another bullet tears through his chest, and a hunter steps closer to him, raising a blade above his head, ready to carve off Jang’s head.

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