Chapter One Hundred
DOMONIC
Crushing Gabriel with my weight as I land, his rifle still spitting death from its tip, I ignore the fire in my chest and the rush of blood that soaks my fur to lock my jaws on his wrist. One snap of my razor sharp teeth and he is no longer shooting anything. Instead, his gun and his hand lay severed together and the only noise to rival the waterfall are his screams. I inhale a deep breath, pushing my strength outward. Fighting the urge to slump down and die where I stand. My vision blurs, my limbs crying for support as I tumble off of him and toward the feet of my brothers that surround me.
Shifting back into myself, I reach to my left and rip the front of Gabriel’s shirt ralding the fabric to the around my chest so that I might start healing. I don’t count the holes in my flesh, but I can feel their bum. There must be Eve, six… no, seven… different points of entry
Glancing up at Koda as he shifts back to kneel beside me, I hiss. The off his wrist and grab his hand. We need him alive.”
Koda glares down at Gabriel, kicking him in the ribs then the head, knocking him out and cutting of his incessant wailing. He doesn’t need the hand. He can live without it.”
I chuckle, despite that I’m quite rally bleeding to death. “Take it anyway. As a bargaining chip. Because he’s going to take us to Deaven.”
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Quinn nods, coming up on the comeration in his human form. “Co, Koda. Find Em We can deal with this.”
Korda grimanga, turning toward the peak Gabriel spoke of then shifting to rai
the mountain. I hear him howl into the night, calling on Raiber and Lief to join hum on the other side of the waterfall. That leaves just six of my brothers to help haul Gabriel back to town. One glance to my right tells me that Lenny won’t be of any use, Stems he got caught in the cronder and tou for many bullets to done. Ha entur forehead is missing. There are some things that eveinų
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throwing a ling Gabriel over his shoulder Lär
1 flip him off, sitting up to check.
fur me, Gabriel must not have had
Instead, he ended up killing the whap and
tues. “Or do you need to be
possomonja; so my body is already pushing the lead out of my chest. Lucky fut he should have hit something vital with as many times as he blasted me. and a bullet to the braut jau mutter what material it’s made of) might have
actually been fatal. Had the bullets been detely be walking anywhere.
Speaking to Gabriels uniform as I stand and mys, I w. You should have used silver bullets and a glock, Gabe.”
. I need to know what’s happened to Draven and
Toward the Altering clouds that pass over the wining moon. A
sense of foreboding grips me as I apprechthe long wall that was the village tyd, lating in my now healing flesh.
The ache in my chest i pumping
Anger
endanly tunnels my visie, centering it as it leap by one, shutters turn toward the as 1 approach. Despite the fact that the
the str
taken bet. I can feel it. Even if Gabol hadited as much, I would
ure and more intensely with distance.
as i prowl into the queded courtyard, One
quake of the earth as our heavy paws mark the ground.
they are. In both human form and wolf form. And they we
› End me some clothes. He sormoen off just as Gabriel’s body is tossed over the
happened to Cabre
the clothes I sent the guard for.
(be dirty. Instead, I dies myself and search the courtyard fur Thomas. Unsurprisingly, I don’t see
mentary release of frustration that fairly shake
If the guardsmen were scared before, the
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are terified me as they track test tech other for someteor to jus
The rest of thy lembres,
Paul, James, rialsiel, and 1 pile into Chairs cat then one down the luck, any from be content and
pack mates. Shaling into the driveway next in my fathers cas, I are forget thongh the window. The dismant i doorway and lenening the squads of little tipler and my dedented linking father,
You were used to protect heit Thiss,
Tammi” I beat my father the
That I can’t, I’m too angry. I lift Tartlett to his feet by his throat. “I prve pore one
Bartlett’s steady gaze is unwavering, guilt, flashing behind his eyes. He innt fighting
Domonic! It’s not his tall,” my dad says. “Its mine. I sent her with Thomas. I had no ie
And I do. God help me. I do.
Bartlett shakes himself off, lifting his chin as he stands before me. “No,” Bartlett seyt, his brown eyes locked with mine. “We night who sent her here in the first place. So go ahrail. Do what you want to me. Because me if you kill me, I don’t think I can forgive
can’t kill you.” I grumble. want to, but Draven would hate me.”
“My wrist is healing you bastard! I want my hand hack!” Gabriel screams, earning a sip to the back of t
Turning around slowly, eyeing Gabriel. He’s right. His wrist is healing and the fact puts a tinitter smile on my face. “Don’t you worry abo
open again for you so that your hand can be sewn on W, and only of, you’re willing to experate.”
“What happens if I do? Hah? What will you give me? Because I’m done being the council’s bitchboxj,“
“If you do? You get to leave. Go gue. Find somewhere else and live your life, with both your hands.” I shrug, steppings leave, gorur, find somewhere else to live, with no hands… and… I’m thinking, no fert.”
“I dont think anyone would fuck him in that condition,” Paul says. “So we might as well take his dick too?
Koda’s ten year old brother Ryder snickers from behind my father, only losing his smile when I send him a sharp look at yder une student you were telling me about. Send her over here with her sewing kit
My dad neds, glaring at Gabriel with cold fury. “Good luck, boys. Try not to get any blood on the furniture.”
Once he’s gone, I step into the kitchen to find the dullest knife available. “Bartlett,” I say, “Held Gabe down so that those two can get drunt. Im tired of lncken their bal
Paul chortles, flipping me off as he heads to the bathroom for their discarded clothes
Coming back into the living room, with a serrated blade in my hand, I kneel in front of Gabriel, and grab his wrist in an iron grip. “Now,” I say, wiping the pet of Gabriel’s brow with the flat side of the kide. “Where did they take my mate?”
Gabriel scusels, his eyes battered back and forth as he takes a deep breath. “You need me to get there. There’s no way you’ll find it alone
“Okay,” I sigh, feigning calm, when in reality my
my heart is pumping like a stampede of wild horses. ” then, maybe we should wait to give you your hand
“What?!” Gabriel shouts. “No! I want my hand, please. It hurts even though it’s healed I need my hand.
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