Page 63 of Wed Or Dead

Kayla leapt to the side. The bullet tore across her hip and the scent of her blood broke Gage and his wolf.

The shift finished in a white-hot burst of agony. The pain didn’t matter. Kayla did. Gage leapt up and charged at Lyle. Lyletook aim on him then. Lyle’s finger tightened around the trigger. His total focus was on Gage.

You want me, asshole?Gage snarled.

Lyle just kept smiling. Completely out of the SUV now, the sick freak stalked forward. Smiling, watching Gage, and aiming his gun.

The fool never saw the wolf closing in behind him. The wolf with a coat tinted red. The wolf who would want his own justice.

Shamus leapt at Lyle before he could fire again. His claws dug into Lyle’s back as the red wolf took him down.

Lyle screamed.

The chaos around them seemed too quiet for a moment. Hunters spun around. They’d ignored gunshots, too immune to the sound, but Lyle’s echoing scream of pain and rage—they hadn’t ignored that.

Two men immediately fired at Shamus.

He jumped away from Lyle’s bleeding body.

Lyle rolled clear of Shamus, then he managed to stagger to his feet. “K-kill—” Lyle began.

“No.” It was the other hunter again. The one who kept going after Kayla. The one who was now holding her arm. Holdingher.

Gage tensed. That scent…

The hunter jerked off his ski mask.Jonah.Her brother. “Everyone just—stop!” Jonah shouted.

The wolves weren’t stopping. They were attacking. Killing.

The hunters fought back. No one was listening. Shamus was transforming slowly back into the form of a human. Lyle was trying to grab another weapon.

And more asshole hunters were attempting to get at Gage and Kayla.

Kill them all.They could end this now.

“Screw this!” Kayla’s voice. So sweet and vicious. That was his lady. His head jerked around, and he saw her bend down. Shegrabbed a gun from the holster on Jonah’s ankle. “Silver?” He heard her ask.

Jonah nodded.

Kayla lifted the weapon. Aimed it at Lyle.“Silver!”she screamed.

But even as she fired, two hunters pointed their weapons at her.

Gage took one of the pricks out with a slash of his claws across the guy’s legs.

The other hunter—Jonah shot him in the arm.

And Kayla shot Lyle. Her bullet ripped into his chest. Lyle flew back and fell onto the ground. Smoke drifted up from his wound. Smoke…as the silver burned his flesh.

And the hunters were watching him. Every. Second.

“What the hell?”

“How the fuck…?”

Many stood now, lost, confused. It was the perfect time for the wolves to take out the humans. So easy. Like slaughtering sheep.

“Lyle is a wolf!” Kayla yelled. “He’s been lying to us, tricking us all along!” Her voice seemed to echo in the night.

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