Page 60 of Wed Or Dead

Damn straight. He’d laid his trap so carefully. The hunters had miles to go before they were even close to the safe houses he’d set up for the pack. And they didn’t know it, but the hunters were already surrounded by the wolves.

Easy kills.

“That’s him.” Kayla pointed to the last SUV. One a bit bigger than the others. “That’s the one Lyle always uses.”

Because he liked to send the others in first. Gage knew the bastard was a coward at heart. Why else would he send humans to do the dirty work for him?

“Come on.” He grabbed her hand and headed into the darkness. The goal was to separate that lat SUV from the others, but they wouldn’t have much time. The hunters were the shoot-first variety, and he’d already told Kayla what would happen if some trigger-happy dick fired at him or her.

Death.

He had a wolf stationed nearby, one who knew to take out the last SUV as soon as Gage gave the signal. The guy wasn’t just a shifter, though. He was one grade A, first-class sniper. Gage waited, wanting that SUV closer.Closer.

He lifted his hand. In the dark, humans couldn’t see so well.

Wolves could.

There was no thunder when the weapon fired, but the SUV’s front left tire blew out. Then the right tire exploded. The SUV swerved, flipped, and thudded into the earth.

And Gage and Kayla were already moving. Racing toward the wreckage even as the other SUV drivers slammed onto their brakes.

Hurry. Hurry.

Gage punched his fist through the already broken passenger side. He yanked open the door, nearly ripping it away from the vehicle.

Lyle hadn’t been driving or waiting in the passenger seat, but the bleeding bastard was slumped in the back of the vehicle. Gage pushed past the two groaning men in the front and grabbed his prey.

“Judgment time, asshole,” he snarled. Then he kicked out at the back doors of the SUV, knocking them wide open, and he hauled out that sorry excuse for a wolf.

Blood poured from a gash on Lyle’s forehead. He was bleeding, but laughing. “Y-you’re…dead,” Lyle gasped out.“Dead!”

“No,” Kayla said, voice clear in the night. Footsteps thudded, coming close. The other hunters were swarming. “You are,” Kayla told him.

Then Gage heard the snick of a gun.One shot.That was all it would take.

The pack would attack.

Kayla whirled around and used her body as a shield to block Gage and Lyle.“Stand down!”she screamed. “Or we’ll all die!”

Not her. The others, yes, but Kayla wasn’t leaving him. He wouldn’t let her go.

He could see the hunters now. Three were already close enough for him to kill easily. Gage could leap forward and slice their throats in seconds. Did they honestly think the guns in their hands made them stronger? Fools.

“Let him go,” one of the hunters ordered from behind his black ski mask. Masks. These bastards were always hiding. And they said shifters were the ones who pretended to be something they weren’t.

“He’s been lying to you all,” Kayla cried. Wait, hold the hell up. Had she just put her weapon down?

Kayla lifted her empty hands in the air.

She fucking did.

Gage growled.

Lyle shouted, “Shoot her!”

Gage slapped his hand over the bastard’s mouth. “No matter what else happens here tonight,” he promised softly into Lyle’s ear. “I’m cutting you open.”

Lyle heaved in his hold, but Gage was stronger. He just tightened his grip around the jerk.

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