Chapter 150: Grace
I ran my fingers through his black silky coat before I jumped on his back. I leaned down as low as I could, wrapping my arms around his neck, and locking my fingers into place. I looked over as Sawyer threw Heather on his back. I really felt for her. She had been so close to getting her husband back, but we would need to rethink our approach. Tears streamed down her face, as she held onto Sawyer, but I was glad she was at least holding on.
We took off back into the woods, but we were immediately swarmed. I could nearly hear what Rhys was thinking: Fuck. We swerved in and out of trees, and I kept my head down and my body low. I didn’t recognize the route. I had no idea where we were, but I knew we were still a ways away from the packhouse.
I turned my head to the right and matching our stride, I saw a creature that resembled a tiger running equal to us, matching us stride for stride. I bit back a scream, and mentally urged Rhys to move faster.
I could tell Rhys was mindlinking with some of the others as they moved into a sort of formation, creating chaos for the people giving chase. People... If you could even call them that.
I gasped as something jumped directly in front of our path. Rhys stood up on his hind legs and I held onto him for dear life. He pounced on the creature, but it swatted us down as though we were nothing more than a pesky fly.
I flew off Rhys my back slamming into a tree, and my head slamming into the ground. I groaned in pain and attempted to roll over. Ow. Ow. Ow. Goddess, everything hurt. Shit. I couldn’t defend myself.
“Hello, Grace,” A sinister voice said as he leaned over me.
“How do you know my name?” I asked, pain causing my vision to go in and out.
I didn’t know how I knew, but he was the tiger that had been running in stride with us. His red hair was slicked back with sweat as he reached out and touched my face.
“I know everything about you,” He replied. I felt sick. Oh goddess. No. I don’t want this. “Now, make this easy, and come with us.”
“I won’t go back.” I told him, trying to keep my voice from shaking. Rhys’ unconscious body laid just feet from me, and everyone else seemed to be engaged in a battle around us.
“You don’t have a choice.” He sneered.
I closed my eyes and focused on the power that was flooding through my veins.
“What are you doing?” The guy above me shouted, fear crossing over his features.
“USE IT!” A voice inside me screamed.
I threw my hands up, heat flooding through them. The man screamed when I made contact with his chest. My eyes widened as his skin started to steam under my hands and the skin started to redden. I removed them in surprise, but that was a mistake. It gave him the opportunity to strike.
His right fist made contact with my cheek before grabbing at my neck. Shoot. I left myself wide open and fatigue was clouding my mind.
“Your Beta got too close.” He hissed in my ear as I struggled to breathe. “We were tipped off that you were missing. And we were going for you, but he caught on. He got too close.”
I bucked my hips up in an attempt to get him off of me, and it took him off guard enough, that I was able to flip us over, so I was on top.
“Don’t underestimate how much that I do not want to go back.” I told the guy, unsheathing the knife at my thigh, and holding it to his throat.
To my surprise though, the guy laughed, a little manically if I might add.
“You think you’re so tough?” He taunted. “You think you’re little Alpha King won’t use you once he realizes what you are capable of? He will use you for his own gains, just the same as every other person who is trying to get their hands on you. You will be destroyed.”
I dug the knife into his throat just enough to draw blood.
“You have no idea what I’m capable of,” I seethed. “Besides, Rhys loves me.”
“Does he?” The guy questioned. “Or does he love what you’re capable of?”
I sucked in a breath as what looked like another werewolf moved to attack Rhys. Everyone on our side was engaged with one or more creatures. No way in hell was I going to let them get to him.
I slammed my fist into the Tiger guy’s face and hopped off of him, racing toward Rhys. I slammed my body into the werewolf’s, knocking us both off balance, sending us rolling, and my knife flying out of my hand.
Oh goddess, my body was in some serious pain, but I could tell it was already healing. The werewolf snapped his jaws at me when we finally stopped rolling, but I dodged it, at least for the moment. I got to my feet and tried to steady my breathing, which was labored, coming out in short, fast gasps.
“Hang in there, Grace!” Kate’s voice called out, but I couldn’t see her. “Help is coming!”
I didn’t take my eyes off of my opponent who growled at Kate’s words.
“You won’t live to see help.” I heard the voice in my head. Holy crap. I heard it in my head. This person must be from my old pack! I had never thought there was a pack link, but perhaps, I had been wrong this whole time! Plus, it’s not like I had had friends to talk to. They really were relentless.
The tiger guy was behind me, and the other shifter was pacing a few feet away, ready to pounce. Think, Grace, think! I demanded of myself. Then it clicked.
I stood there unmoving as they both gathered speed, both running straight at me. I forced myself. 10 feet. 5 feet. 1 foot. Now!
I dove forward, surprising them both. Neither one could stop, they were both moving at full speed even though one was shifted, and the other was human. They collided, and I took off back toward the battlefield to find Rhys.
He was shifted now. No longer unconscious. I could feel his utter relief when his eyes landed on me. He finished his fight in two moves and ran toward me. He was alright.
I hopped onto his back as soon as he was close enough. He let out a little whine when I landed on him, letting me know he was hurting, but at least he was alive.
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