Page 51 of Remy & the Wildcat

Remy stalked around the corner of the row of shelves and spied Leif as he made his way down another row. Without a sound, Remy moved forward silently and followed him.

Leif turned with a hiss and slashed out at Remy, but he avoided the deadly claws. Leaping over Leif, Remy spun and pulled him off his paws by his tail, slamming him into the shelf.

Leif rose to his paws and they circled each other. Leif’s eyes blazed with malice.

With a sudden burst of speed, Leif launched himself at Remy, but he was prepared, extending his sharp claws like daggers and sinking them deep into his side.

Hot blood poured from the wounds as Leif let out a sharp yowl of distress.

Rising to his paws, Remy towered over the vicious male who’d tried to take the most precious person in the world away from him.

Putting Leif’s neck between his jaws, Remy delivered swift justice, the cracking sound that ended his life like the gunshot that had nearly ended Thyme’s.

He let go of his hold on the dead male’s neck and lifted his head, letting out a triumphant howl.

Moments later, he found his dad and Logan, plus several wildcats, standing by the bodies of the males who’d tried to destroy the pride.

They each howled in victory, but Remy was also mourning the lives that had been lost. He didn’t think they’d ever know why Jacob had wanted the pride to stay in Marin, but most likely he was protecting his interests in the factory and wanted to install his grandson as alpha to keep the status quo.

Money and power could make people do terrible things.

Remy shifted back to human, as did the others.

“What should we do with the bodies, alpha?” Liam asked.

Remy put his hands on his hips and looked around. He was tempted to burn the factory down, but it contained toxic chemicals and that wouldn’t be good for the environment either. “What do wildcats do?”

Liam glanced at the other males, and Marty said, “We could bury them at the clearing. The bonfire pit is quite large and deep.”

“Let’s do that,” Remy said. “After we get dressed, I’ll call my mom and find out how Thyme is doing.”

“You did good,” Linus said, clapping him on the back as they left the factory to go to where their clothes were. “How do you feel? It’s not easy taking a life, even when it’s justified.”

“I’m okay. But if I need to talk, I know I can reach out to you.”

“Definitely.”

They dressed and Logan went off to get the truck to drive up to the parking lot. Remy pulled his phone from his pocket and called his mom.

“She’s doing so good honey, another ninety minutes and she’ll be able to change. Are you guys okay? Are you safe?”

“We’re fine and yes. We’ll be another hour at least, keep me posted if anything changes with her.”

“You bet.”

He returned to the factory and grabbed Leif’s body, slinging the dead cat over his shoulder.

“Well, she’s missing,” Marty said when he reached the others.

“Who?” Remy asked.

“Brilla.”

“I saw her run,” Remy said. “I don’t know where, though.”

“We’ll keep an eye out for her,” Liam said, “but I suspect she’ll keep running since she knows what she’s facing if she shows up again.”

“The important thing is that we’re all safe and we didn’t lose anyone tonight,” Remy said. “Let’s get these bodies to the clearing and then get the hell out of Marin.”

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