Page 79 of Moon Claimed

Not Rhona.

I clicked the walkie. “Big Red. East in position? Over.”

Silence.

For fuck’s sake. I thought she was over this morning. Chills ran down my spine. Unless she was in trouble.

Your pack is in danger?My wolf growled, hackles raising.

Maybe. Maybe not.

They’re fifty metres closer.

I clicked the button again. “Initiate phase one.”

If the Luthers wanted to congregate in a nice, tidy group, then we’d use that to our advantage. My stewards were about to funnel them into a gulley that three teams spent an hour rigging with every kind of quick set-up trap we had in stock.

I heard muffled shouting in the distance as my stewards opened fire to drive the pack into the gulley. Other than that? Nothing.

I shook my head. Those generators were fucking annoying.

Adrenaline,my wolf growled.

The smell of prey rose from my trapped enemy.

They’re running, Andie. Closer to us.

Into the trap. Good.They just had to keep going. If the north and south teams could hold the exit point at their end, and east and west could do the same, then the traps in the gulley would do the work.

A howl rocketed through the air, and I gasped, fangs and claws exploding. I strode farther from Pascal.

It’s him,my wolf said in fury.Greyson.

Not here!I frantically tried to assemble my mental forest. Stepping farther into the trees, I grappled with her for control.

“Andie?” Pascal asked.

My wolf was losing the plot. I had to get out of here.

Forcing my fangs away with every scrap of energy I possessed, I blurted in a rough voice, “Change of plans. I need to see what’s going on. I’m entering the grid.”

“You’re certain?”

“I’ll see you afterward.”

That was all I could manage. My fangs slid back into place as I gave up the battle for control.

I broke into a human-paced run. I had to get away from Pascal.

And fast.

Another howl. Sascha could make the sound in his two-legged form, but that was 100 percent Greyson.

His call was impossible to deny. To turn from it would be like leaving the pup to drown at the river. His howl forced a reaction from me.

Not the need to protect.

Kill.

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