Page 64 of Wolf Betrayed

The fire witches scorched anyone that got too close, their flames licking up toward the helicopter itself.

And Leah, soft and sweet Leah, held up her hands, bringing forth a wave of water from the neighboring lake from behind Montag’s people. Her jaw set, she raised her hands higher, and the wave crashed down on top of the helicopter. The sound of screeching metal hitting the ground before becoming waterlogged was the best fucking sound Bram had ever heard.

He stood on shaky legs next to Gideon once the ultrasonic waves weren’t hitting them anymore, his eyes wide.

“Holy fuck,” Bram whispered.

“And she’s ours,” his Alpha said with a prideful growl.

The fighting continued, but the feeling was different, more triumphant. Ryder shot past them, running toward Leah, who looked to be swaying on her feet. That must have taken out most of her energy reserves. In fact, many of the weaker wolves on the field went to go pick up the fallen witches who had used the last of their powers to save them all. Ryder led the crew back to the den, and Bram knew he would be forever grateful for the witches and humans who had saved them all.

Bram and Gideon continued to fight as Kameron passed them, Walker on his heels. The Healer would kneel down to Heal a fallen wolf before moving on to the next, essentially performing battlefield triage. The man had to be working on a case by case basis to reserve his energy because there was no way Walker would make it any longer without doing so. Kameron stayed by Walker’s side, protecting his brother and fellow triplet when he couldn’t protect himself.

Brothers themselves, Max and Mitchell fought side by side, Mitchell with a determined grace that surprised Bram, and Max with a manic stride that put fear into anyone in his wake. When Mitchell took a bullet to the arm, Max jumped several feet into the air to pounce on the man who had shot his brother, ripping the gun from the man’s hands before he had a chance to take a second shot.

The Talons were winning, but things weren’t over.

They kept moving toward where Montag was as the man stood by his precious tank as if nothing would ever be able to touch him.

Bram would see the man dead.

Tonight.

He’d hurt both of his mates, and deserved all the pain that came to him.

“Now!” Montag yelled at that exact moment, and Bram hit the ground—as did each wolf around him.

The tank fired, and Bram’s heart sank. They couldn’t outrun this. There was no way they’d be able to, not with the firepower Montag had at his disposal.

Only the shot went over their heads…right into the wards that kept the den safe. Bram looked over his shoulder as the wards became fully visible, a kind of film coating them like a bubble trapped on the ground. Only the cracks that had formed earlier were now even larger.

Entire pieces of the wards fell away, and Bram knew this could be the end.

Only the wards didn’t fall.

He narrowed his eyes right at the edge of them, shock slamming into him.

The elders of the Pack, as well as the witches who had to be exhausted, were holding up their arms, chanting and using every once of themselves as they reinforced what was left of the wards.

Ryder was physically carrying Leah as she chanted, her face deathly pale, but Brie was also there, holding up those who couldn’t stand themselves.

They were Pack. They were family.

And they wouldn’t fucking let Montag win.

Bram screamed, his wolf at the fore. This was why he was wolf, why he was stronger than anyone he knew other than the Alphas and Heirs.

It was for this moment.

He ran past the humans in front of him, pushing them away with his claws as he moved toward Montag. He could feel Shane and Charlotte on his heels, their mating bond pulsating like he hadn’t thought possible.

They might not have the trinity bond, but their bond was different, and he knew exactly what to do with it.

Shane took out two soldiers on his right, Charlotte another two on his left. And Bram went straight for Montag’s throat. Another bullet hit his side, but he barely felt it.

Montag screamed, trying to fight Bram off, but Bram was stronger.

Far stronger.

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