Chapter 85
Wade pov
When will gives the command I help Breena and Amara scoop up pups along with the rest of the wolves leaving here and the few warriors helping to get them all to the parking lot. I want to go with Breena to the thought of being away from her when I just found her. My second chance at love and life. I had my first mates ripped from me. Being away is going to be so hard but it's a battle we both have to go through. These wolves need help and the packs will always be at risk with the rogue king alive. Too many evil people in the world.
Running full speed through the woods with this large group of weak and scared wolves making good time. I need to them to the vans and loaded. Then I need to hall ass after will and john. The twenty-minute walk was cute in half the need to escape visible on everyone's faces. Just one look into the scared eyes of the little girl in my arms tells me we are doing the right thing and push harder. Breaking through the trees I see Jackson, Henry, and s female I had never seen before. Amara rushed to her handing off the pup. Givers a quick hug and starts yelling out orders. Getting closer I notice the she-wolf looking at Amara nervously. Once everyone is loaded up Amara meets back up with the she-wolf. They turn and head back to me. “wade this is my sister-in-law Kathy. She came to help me get these wolves back to the black rose as well as talk to them about what was going on at the hill pack. She will take that report back to alpha winters.” reaching my arm out to her she takes it. “it's nice to meet you, Kathy. I won't keep you both any longer. Amara, please watch over Breena.” pleading in both my voice and eyes as she nods. Turning to go say my goodbyes to my mate, my stomach dropping the closer to her I get.
Taking her in my arms pulling her close to me. Crashing my lips to hers as her arms wrap around my neck pulling me to her. I can feel her unease this is all so new to her. Being raised by a wood nymph is different than being raised by wolves. The fighting has her in a constant state of panic. Pulling away I look her in the eye letting all my faith and honesty shine through “it won't always be like this tomorrow will be better.” Breena searches my eyes for a few more seconds before she nods. Kissing me once more before pulling away and getting in the van. Neither of us says a thing as she shuts the door. The fear this is the last time we will see each other. I can see the reflection of the sun on the tear that's slowly running down her cheek as the van pulls away. Watching until I no longer see the tail lights of the vans before I take a deep breath. Turning and hauling ass back to the pack lands to find the trail leading to the fight. Ten warriors follow close behind as we push ourselves hard.
Flying through the trees I hear a whimper as I break through the trees, a rogue was on the back of a warrior. Without thinking I jumped at the rogue. Having hurt me he dropped down causing me to fly over him. Letting go of the warrior he turn on me. Dropping his head to the ground, his shoulders are raised. Teeth bared saliva dripping down his fangs. A puddle forms under him as he growls at me. Dropping down mimicking his stance my back paws dig into the ground locking me in place. The hair down my spine sticking straight up in the air my tail stiff whipping back and forth. My ears are so far back they are lying flat on my head. Every muscle was tense and ready to snap and his first move. When he lunges at me I snap into action going low as he jumps. Spinning to my back swiping my claws at his sides as he sails over me. His blood spills over my paws down my front legs. Yelping in pain as he makes it past me. The skin on his ribs ripped and hung from the bone. Dripping blood under him. Spinning around fast charging back at me. Sweeping his paw at my face I dodge the tip of his claw slicing through the tip of my muzzle and nose. Blood sprays all over his leg down the front of him and me. My blood seeped over my lips onto my tongue making me gag.
A whimper leaves my throat as I land shaking my head at the blood and pain. Drops of my blood flew everywhere covering the area with tiny spots of red. Growling he spins on me chagrining again. Seeing him making the same moves again I wait until he is one step away before I jump up spinning at the same time. Trying to land on his back. Coming down bending my knees to soften the landing I let my muzzle crunch down on the neck. Closing my jaws fast and hard once around the back of his neck. Squeezing my mouth shut my teeth slice through his skin digging into his neck; my fangs sliding under his spine as I bite down hard. His yelping egging me on. Biting down harder feeling his spine crush under the pressure of my bite. Yanking my head back hard and fast ripping out the back of his neck. Bone, blood, and skin fling away as my head pulls away from him. His head falls forward his body following his head to the ground. His head hits the ground first with a sickly spat splosh sound his body soon falling on top of his head. His body shifts back as he melts to the ground. Urine fills the air as it leaks from the pile of rogue now at my feet.
