Page 62 of Wolf Obsessed

I knew I was asking questions in rapid succession, but I had to make sure everyone was okay.

Willa shifted, and her voice warmed. “We’re fighting just like you told everyone to do. The threat inside is taken care of. We made sure no one came out the back, and there are still a few guards back there watching the entrance to make sure no one tries to sneak in that way.”

She grasped my hand tighter. “Everyone is where they need to be.”

I closed my eyes, squeezing them as I crinkled my nose, then I opened them. My vision was starting to come back. Instead of a giant blur, I could now make out people’s faces.

“Good.” I let my gaze wander around the front room.

Willa was right. The girls who weren’t fighting huddled back here in the corner between the kitchen and the hall that led to the back door. My mom sat beside them, doing her best to keep them calm. Erica was with a few girls her age sitting together in a small circle.

Jacob paced back and forth in front of the window with two other wolves, but I wasn’t sure who they were. There were two fallen wolves lying on the floor near the window, or what was left of it, who I assumed were Alpha Dane’s men.

I let out a breath. We’d taken them out, and it didn’t look like we had any casualties.

We were lucky. It didn’t stop the nausea from churning in my belly, though. This seemed too easy, and I couldn’t help but wonder when the other shoe would drop. Alpha Dane wanted the women we’d rescued back. Surely he had something else planned.

I shook that thought away. We all needed to stay positive. Things were going well. The pack was holding the line and keeping the rest of Alpha Dane’s men from getting through. Maybe Mikey had too much confidence in himself.

Willa stopped patting my back and looked up at me. “You look a little better. Are the side effects starting to wear off?”

I dabbed at my eyes with my thumb. “I think so. Lincoln really didn’t seem affected?”

Willa shook her head. “Not from what I could tell.”

I rubbed my chest a little harder until it warmed. “Good. He’s probably been dosed with it so many times that it doesn’t affect him like the rest of us anymore.”

He’d had it injected into him multiple times and had been hit with the spray. That had to mean something.

Willa made a face, and her nose twitched. “I wish I could say the same. It must be my heightened senses. I can still feel it in the air.”

I brought my hand to her shoulder. “Are you all right?”

She forced a smile. “I’ll be fine, just a little uncomfortable.”

Howls erupted outside, making us both jump.

Willa’s eyes widened. “That sounds close.”

I swallowed as I attempted to peer out the window into the darkness. The high beams from the van shone brightly, making it almost impossible to see out. Even if I could shift my eyes, I didn’t think it would make much of a difference.

I searched for my wolf. She was there, but I didn’t think she’d be coming out anytime soon. The drugs still made her woozy and weak. I hoped I wouldn’t need her.

Willa cleared her throat and lifted her chin as she sniffed the air. “Do you smell that?”

I drew in a sharp breath through my nose. “I can’t smell anything other than wolfsbane. What is it?”

Willa inhaled, and her face scrunched up. She cocked her head to the side as she breathed in again. “It smells like gasoline.”

Her face paled, and her eyes widened. She grasped my hand tighter, her nails digging into my palm. “Sloane, they’ve set fire to pack houses before. It’s how they draw the non-fighters out.”

Willa had barely said her warning when the first flickers of flame began to creep along the wall by where the SUV had rammed.

Screams erupted in the room.

I broke into a cold sweat. My heart hammered. They were going to burn us out.

Mikey appeared in the opening, a disgustingly sick smile on his face. He had a lighter in one hand and what looked like a Molotov cocktail in the other.

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