Page 114 of Marked for the Pack


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“No…” Flint sounded wary. “And two wolves were assigned to watch her.”

He left in search of those wolves as I tried to compose myself and assure my wolf we would leave as soon as I talked to Heath. I waited outside a moment longer, and Heath rushed across the distance between the pack house and our den.

“What happened? Is Freya okay?”

Clearly I’d sent plenty of my own anxiety down the pack bond when I’d summoned him. I rubbed my forehead, still sensing a dull ache of pain coming from Freya.

“She’s in danger and in pain,” I explained. “She left Frost Fang packlands. I have to go after her. No one can keep me from her.”

My voice roughened as my vocal cords partially shifted.

It was a statement of fact. Without a pack, alphas went rogue and sometimes lost all control, giving over to their wolf’s instincts. But a pack alpha on a rampage, with his mate in danger? No one could stop me if I went feral.

Heath put his hands on my shoulders and stared into my eyes, forcing me to focus. His voice was steady, calm with a deadly rage.

“Can you sense if anyone is with her?”

The pain had been so… non-specific. Which meant…

“Someone hurt her,” I growled in answer. “With magic.”

“Fuck,” Heath’s gaze sharpened. If looks could kill, his would have. “You need to rally Frost Fang’s warriors. We’ll need backup if we’re going up against a coven of witches.”

“Right.”

Even though I agreed with his point, it wasn’t just my wolf that wanted to chase after her right now. My wolf nearly broke free, pushing himself to the surface once more.

“Gage,” Heath warned, no doubt seeing my eyes turning gold.

I’d never hated being pack alpha so much as right now. If I were any other wolf, nothing could stop me from charging after my mate right now. But only I could do what needed to be done — only I could call on the cavalry to save her.

“Swear that we’ll get her back,” I growled, barely holding on.

“We will. And whoever kidnapped her will pay; I swear it. But you gotta bring the rest of the pack down on these fuckers. And to do that, you need to keep your shit together.”

He was right. We might need an army at our backs if we were about to go up against a coven of witches. I would do what was necessary to save Freya, even if I had to fight every instinct driving me to chase her down myself this very instant.

“Kill them all,” I growled, heading for the pack house. “Go!”

I glanced back in time to see two massive alpha wolves charging through the forest with two smaller betas behind them. Flint must have found the wolves who were supposed to be on guard.

Pride filled me, and my wolf calmed down a little. I truly believed in Flint and Heath’s abilities. They would protect her to their very last breath until I arrived with our old pack at my back. Then we would destroy everyone who ever harmed her, just as I’d promised.

Summoning my authority, I reached down the pack bond, touching more minds than I’d ever imagined being bound to. All of these people were now depending on me to set things right. But none of that mattered right now. All I cared about was making sure Freya was safe.

On an inhale, I sent the summons down every single pack bond, including Freya’s. On an exhale I sent the full weight of my will to the pack. My silent alpha command. Only my three enforcers would be strong enough to resist — Flint, Heath, and Rowan.

By the time I summoned all the wolves, explained that witches had taken my mate, and told them to follow me, Freya had been knocked unconscious. That only hastened my desire to run to her, but I knew better than to take the entire pack. I had to set up a border patrol and leave enough wolves behind to defend packlands in case this was some kind of trap leading to invasion.

By the time I gave all the Frost Fang wolves their new assignments — mostly broken up by towns so they could work together as teams — I was mentally exhausted. But my wolf urged me on, anxious to rush into battle to save my mate.

Just then, my phone rang. It was Rowan. As I answered it, I also noticed a new message waiting for me.

“I’m already on my way,” Rowan growled in my ear. “No need to yank my chain.”

“I summoned every wolf I could, not just you.” I hastily caught him up on the situation. “We all need to do whatever it takes to save her.”

“She’s your mate,” he said flatly. “Of course you say that.”

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