Then Dane’s small, brown wolf bounded past me and shifted back to human.
“Oh, damn it, Tayte. What have you gone and done now?” Dane complained and he pulled at the bonds, getting Tayte off the fence.
I glanced back at my Alpha. His arm was hanging at a weird angle. His gut was sliced open and as he fell forward and grabbed his belly, I almost vomited.
They’d actually gutted him or tried to.
Part of his belly was spilling through his fingers.
I whirled around at the sound of an attack.
A huge, black bear was growling and down on all fours, charging me.
It was Trevor.
He was dead.
I ran straight at the bear, jumping over him and biting at his ears, his claws swinging at my head.
I rolled and ducked and went for his hind legs.
Then there was another black wolf coming to help me, and two huge silver wolves beside him.
It was us against them.
Two Alpha and two Beta wolves, taking down an Alpha bear.
I tore at his neck, sinking my teeth in and drawing blood.
This wasn’t a fight where we’d just walk away after our point was made.
No. One side had to lose. Permanently.
And it couldn’t be us.
Dexter’s wolf tore at Trevor’s eyes and face.
The other bears began to back away, running for their lives.
The wolves went after the bears that ran but I stayed and shifted back, my heart pounding in my chest as my human eyes took in the state of my Alpha.
He was on his knees with Dane beside him.
Oh, God.
They’d burnt his face and gashed his ear too.
“We need to get you to the hospital. Let’s go.”
Dane and I put our arms around Tayte and he groaned in pain.
“My shoulder’s… broken.”
I tried to avoid his injuries, but it was almost impossible with the blood and guts on him.
“Let’s go.”
I dragged my Alpha to our car and took him to emergency.