Chapter 112

“Inside.” Was all he managed to get out before Marcellus squeezed tightly and watched as the life drained out of his eyes.

Having stepped out of the cockpit before the human’s body even dropped to the ground, Marcellus shifted back into his wolf form as he jumped out of the plane and allowed his wolves to take care of the rest of them while he ventured into the house where he was now sure Anastasia was at.

If she wasn’t in the plane then she was most definitely in the house, not that the human had any motive to lie especially since he had his life flashing through his eyes.

We should have gone in the fucking house first! His wolf growled in frustration, pushing himself to go faster and harder but instead of heading toward the front door of the house which had been ripped open like the rest of his wolves, he scented the air and the second honeysuckle wafted toward him, he dug his paws into the ground and bounded toward the side of the house where he could feel his mate. As he rounded the corner, he shifted into his human form and in that moment, Marcellus saw his life flash through his eyes.

People usually said that this happened to them when they were dying but, in that moment, Marcellus was more afraid for his mate than he was for himself. Despite all the chaos that was going on around him, he couldn’t look away from his mate, nor could he stop thinking about all the moments that they had shared over the past few months even though they were far and in between.

He thought of all the good times and all the bad times that they had shared and regardless of everything that had happened and all the things that he would go back and change if only it were possible, he was grateful to have spent those moments with her. He was grateful for every smile and every kiss, even those that hadn’t turned out so fruitful or solicited a positive reaction. He was grateful for her coming into his life if even through the most unconventional way possible but most of all, he was grateful that the Moon Goddess had blessed him with her as his mate as he knew that no one else would have put up with even half of the stuff that she had.

His only wish now was that they would be able to make so many more memories, and he would be given the chance to make up for all his fuck ups so far but with how quick things were happening, he wasn’t sure of anything anymore.

Marcellus didn’t even have to think as he transformed into his human form, his legs and continued running with his arms outstretched in a desperate attempt to brace her fall as he knew that once she hit the ground, death would be difficult to escape.

He had no idea what she was thinking, throwing herself out of a two-storey building but he had never been so grateful for being in the right place at the right time before as much as he was now. With his arms wrapped tightly around his mate and his face buried in her hair, he felt his body come alive with love and life; finally, being like the order of the world had finally been restored.

A low, estranged sound passed his lips as he pressed her body further into his and held her as tight as possible, momentarily uncaring of the fact that he was probably squeezing her too tight. He just needed a moment to assure himself that she was safe and sound, and that she wasn’t going anywhere before he was ready to let go but unfortunately, they weren’t granted even those few moments of bliss.

With his mate back in his arms, Marcellus was completely unsuspecting of the oncoming attack and before he could even brace himself for the impact, something hit them from above. Unable to carry the both of them, especially after the second body had all but knocked him off his balance, they all fell back in a pile of tangled limbs.

“Anastasia!” Marcellus couldn’t help but roar in pure fear as he reached out for her as she had tumbled out of his arms during the fall.

Turning his head frantically from side to side, he raised himself into a sitting position and when his eyes finally landed on her, he felt like he could breathe again.

“It’s okay, Marcellus. I’m right here!” She called out to him but before she could assure him further, she felt herself get yanked from behind into a hard body and a set of strong, sturdy arms that wound themselves around his waist, ones which promised to not let go any time soon.

“What the fuck was that?” He whispered into the crook of her neck before raising his head to glare at their attacker, but his eyebrows quickly rose in surprise as they landed on a petite blonde who looked like she was barely above a hundred pounds, give or take a few.

Instead of answering his question, Anastasia squirmed in his arms and somehow, she was able to slip out from underneath them.

A low growl passed his lips but before he could reach out and yank her back, he was surprised to see her rush over to the female and gather her into her arms.

“I’m so proud of you, Thea!” Anastasia praised the woman as she wrapped her arms around her and comforted her. “You were so brave for jumping like that. I’m so proud of you!”

Marcellus sat back and watched in a questioning tone at the scene that was unfolding in front of him, confused and unsure of what to make of it all but unlike the two females that were stuck in their own bubble, he was very much on guard. So, when he saw the familiar wolf sneak up from behind, Marcellus roared loudly in warning and before his mate could be snatched away from him again, he looped his arms around her waist and yanked her around the waist.

“Thea!” Anastasia screamed loudly as she watched Harvey snatch the woman and take off running away from them. “Marcellus!” She screamed at her mate as she struggled in his arms, unable to loosen his grip from around her. Despite her best attempts, it was no use as he didn’t even budge when she flailed about and kicked him in the shins.

“Marcellus! We have to save her!” She couldn’t help but cry as she turned her head to lock eyes with her mate, reaching a hand up to cup his jaw and press her face closer to him. “Please, we have to!”

“Get on my back.” Was all he instructed as he twisted her around his body and the moment her arms and legs were wrapped securely around him, Anastasia felt herself drop a few feet and before she knew it, she was on the back of the big bad Alpha.