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I moved quickly as shifters lunged toward me, dodging their blows and sending them flying into the crowd.
The car rumbled back against the barriers, but it couldn't escape. They were pinned. The engine screamed in frustration, hemmed in by the other cars.
My fur bristled as more shifters surrounded us.
I didn't want to hurt anyone, but I needed to get Amelia out of here.
I dove under the nearest car pinning in my friends. I heaved upward. The car lifted off the ground and flew across the road, slamming into three shifters and pinning them down to the concrete. One of them howled in pain and struggled to get up, his claws frantic across the concrete. The other two were still and bloody.
My chest heaved with emotion as much as adrenaline as I faced the two dozen shifters who watched me, wary now but still resolute.
I had killed two of them, and the third might well die before day's end. Guilt tightened in my throat, even though I knew any of them would tear my throat out given the chance.
And then they would drag Amelia back into captivity and torture.
The SUV shot forward, mowing down two shifters that had been coming toward me on the attack. Other shifters leapt out of the way. Half the pack turned to race after Amelia.
I needed to clear her path.
Another shifter attacked me, and this time, I didn't hesitate to rip out his throat. The taste of his blood was sour in my mouth as I moved to the next opponent without time to regret his life, extinguished.
The world felt too bright and reeling and loud. I was overwhelmed by the drag of claws across my fur, the screams of the two men pinned beneath the car, the howl of the shifters chasing Amelia.
But the only way out of this nightmare was thruogh it. I gathered my feet under me and leapt forward. The shifter I faced slashed at me again as I passed, but my claws were already digging into his chest. The shifter's claws scraped against the road as he tried to get purchase to turn and attack me. But I had his neck, and when I finally let him go, it was only so I could seize his throat and rip it away.
The others in the pack skidded on the asphalt, trying to get away from me and to chase easier prey.
I went on dodging blows and disemboweling shifters who got too close. I didn't want to chase them down, but they had brought Amelia's car to a stop. The SUV was stuck again, and I caught a glimpse of Amelia's terrified face in the window. Another wolf leapt onto the hood of the car and growled at her. Two other shifters, in human form, darted forward with tools to tear the car apart.
Pure protective rage shot through me.
I leapt onto the hood with a growl that seemed to echo across the field, before sinking my teeth into the neck of the wolf who had dared threaten Amelia.
The two who had been coming up to the car with tools tried to back away. I leapt onto them, trapping them under my big paws, and killed them too.
I killed them all.
I would not stop until my mate was safe. And the baby, too.
I fought on, my claws sinking into the flesh of any shifter that came near them.
Their car backed up, rolling over a body as Aiden fought to navigate the car through the narrow space. Amelia winced, and seeing the pain etched on her face sent a jolt through me.
She was seeing what I could be. The animal I was deep inside. They had made me into an animal, and I fought every day to be something else, to be human.
I turned and ran after the car as it finally pulled away and headed for neutral territory. Other wolves chased me, and I turned and killed them all. The car stopped on the horizon, then returned. Why? I had killed so they could escape.
It was only when Amelia screamed my name that I stopped.
I was drenched with blood, my fur matted and bloody.
I growled and turned around, sniffing the air for any new threat.
The smell of blood was thick in the air and shifters lay on the ground around me.
I shifted back into a human and looked over the carnage.
More than a dozen shifters lay on the ground.
