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Bjorn grabbed us by the scruff of our neck, tearing our incisors through his own muscle and sinew as he yanked us off him. He shifted into his wolf, a massive hulking beast with a coat the same shade and texture as mine.
The sounds of another fight breaking out behind me reached my ears. Galen howled. Whether from pain or rage I couldn’t tell, but didn’t dare take my eyes off my opponent to find out. I put my trust in his wolf to keep him safe.
The Deofol alpha fought with the ease and experience of a wolf that earned his place at the top of the pack. He circled, stalking his prey, waiting for my inexperience to provide the perfect opportunity.
And when it did, he seized it.
Bjorn found an opening and bit down on the underside of my neck, ratcheting his jaws closed until he blocked off my air supply and I was forced to submit.
I was outmaneuvered and outmatched.
His shift back to his human form had been as quick and effortless as the one to his wolf. And from the relaxed look of his pack members, he did it without pulling on their bond. Which spoke volumes about just how strong he was.
“Maybe a night in the box will change her mind. Take them back to the kennel.” Bjorn barked orders at the security team and checked himself for any injuries that might not have fully healed during his transformations to and from wolf.
Galen lay in a battered heap. One of the guards fastened a leash around his neck and dragged him over the snow pack to the kennel, while I limped along beside him with another guard at my side and a Rutger aimed at my head.
They tossed us in our crates, locked the doors and switched off the lights.
I reached out to Galen through what little remained of our bond, but he never responded. His breath was labored but I took comfort in the fact that he was still breathing. He needed time to heal his wounds. I left him in peace to heal his wounds and curled up in my cage across from him to lick my own.
Metaphorically and physically speaking.
As my crappy luck would have it, it turned out Valerie was right.
My mother was the lost Bone Clan princess. She rejected the demon wolf god’s claim and in doing so, her clan. No wonder she ran as fast and as far as she could from Alaska.
She probably believed fate was on her side when she crossed paths with my father and joined the Northwood pack. But nothing could have been further from the truth. Fate sided with the gods - one in particular - and passed her rejected destiny onto me.
Chapter Twelve
GALEN
I woke naked and sore, covered in crusted blood, and back in a cage inside the kennel. Red flakes cracked and peeled off my skin, coating the concrete floor around me.
It was still dark. The sun’s restorative rays hadn’t penetrated the cracks and crevices in the kennel that had been overlooked in its construction. Wind whistled through the gaps invisible to the naked eye.
