Page 10 of Bee's Enraged Beast

“You’ve been following us,” he said, watching my movements like a hawk as I dragged Makers closer. “Why? Who the fuck are you?”

“A very pissed off wolf,” I warned, letting my growl saturate the room. Enjoying the way his fear permeated the air. One glance told me the other wolf I’d left alive was still out cold, and the woman was either dead or had passed out. I felt sorry for her, but there wasn’t anything I could do for her. My focus was already split between my mate and my sister. I couldn’t splinter it any more.

Cici gave me a wink, and I felt a chill go down my spine. I wasn’t sure what she was up to, but I already knew it was a bad idea. I was shaking my head when she moved. She kicked him again, somehow managing to pull up her foot so she connected with his groin this time. At his cry of pain, she thrashed against his hold then gave a cry of her own when he jerked his hand from her belly to land several punches along her temple.

I roared then, ready to spring forward as he let her fall unconscious to his feet. Before I could reach him all hell broke loose. Six shifters burst into the building. If I wasn’t mistaken, I was looking at the James Pack, my mate’s pack. Finally. One immediately ripped out Mullins throat then bent to sweep my sister into his arms, inhaling deeply before turning and heading out the door.

“Wait!” I bellowed. “Where are you taking her?”

The one holding her glanced toward me with a look of loathing. I saw him exchange words with the man holding open the door. Then he was gone. The others fell on Makers and his remaining friends, securing the one still breathing, while another checked on the woman. I wanted to go after my sister, but I had to trust the James Pack wouldn’t hurt her. I’d heard they could be brutal, but nothing I’d discovered made me think they’d kill an innocent. I also knew none of them would answer my question.

“Belinda!” the one at the door yelled as he moved inside. My gaze briefly snagged on his. Rage, barely controlled, poured from him. This was the alpha. Bastion James. I didn’t need an introduction to know that. And my mate was important to him.

“No!” he screamed as he shoved his way around me.

I automatically turned to follow his gaze. I’m not sure what I expected, but the sight before me almost knocked me on my ass. Where my mate had been, there was nothing but a trail of blood and the broken chain. She was gone.

“No!” I roared, shoving James out of my way. A heavy blow struck the back of my head and put me on my knees. I shook my head as a second blow fell. Why were they attacking me? Hadn’t Cici told them I’d be here?

I struggled against the arms that held me, attempting to focus as I took more hits. Darkness flickered at the edge of my vision. I fought with a desperation I’d never known, doing my best to deflect the hits while landing a few of my own. These guys weren’t Makers and his ilk, though. They wouldn’t be easily dealt with. I should have called James when I’d first arrived here. There would have been no misunderstanding then. No fighting amongst each other.

Even mid-blow, my mind was fully engaged on only one thing. My mate was gone. Who the fuck had taken her?

Chapter Five

~Belinda~

“Wake up, Bee! I need you to wake up!”

My body was on fire. I didn’t think there was an inch of me that didn’t hurt. One minute I’d been lying on the warehouse floor, fading in and out of consciousness, then I’d heard the whispered warning of someone as they tugged at me. Someone had half-dragged, half-carried me outside. It wasn’t my mate, though.

“Bee! Wake up! Your brother is seriously losing his shit right now, and frankly, so am I.”

Raina. It was Raina’s voice beside me as she ran skilled hands along my body.

“Wrist is broken, but everything appears in place. I’m going to have to set your leg. When I do, I need you to work on not passing out. Focus on your wolf and allowing the shift to occur. Focus, Belinda. We’ve got to get you healed up before Bas starts killing people. Starting with that big bastard in there.”

“Mate…” I forced the words past my lips.

“Yeah,” Raina agreed, obviously not understanding what I said. “My mate is seconds from burning this place to the ground. Good news is he might be more pissed at me than anything else. He ordered me to stay put as if I wasn’t coming to help you.”

I tried to shake my head, but knew I barely moved. Still, it was enough to grab my sister-in-law’s attention.

“What is it?” she asked. “Did they…” She paused, visibly swallowing as she looked over my body again.

“My…mate…”

She gave me a confused look, then her brows lifted high on her forehead. “The big guy? He’s your mate?”

My expression must have been enough of an answer for her.

“Fuck, Bee! They were beating the hell out of him.” She glanced around. “Fuck! If you want to keep him alive, we need to get you healed. I’m setting the bone in your leg. Don’t pass out. His life might depend on it.”

I gritted my teeth as her fingers moved along my leg. I had to get back to Hannibal before Bastion allowed something bad to happen to my mate. I needed to—

All thought left me as Raina’s soft hands sent blinding pain ripping through me. Had my vocal chords been willing to cooperate, I would have screamed. But everything seized in that moment.

“Now,” Raina ordered. “Let your wolf free, Bee.”

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