Page 90 of Never Submit

After he dials, he speaks into the receiver with sharp efficiency. “Code Midnight. Get here. Now.”

I catch a murmur of Noble’s muffled response, but Torin hangs up before he finishes, already striding into the hall.

I trail him out. Fuck, he’s got a single strobe in every room, in direct eyesight. The steady blinking red light sets my nerves on edge.

And then it hits—the sound of bodies crashing through glass, growls erupting like thunder in the distance, and the pounding of feet against the floors.

“Fuck,” Torin says. “You coming?”

He races toward the front hall with me right on his heels.

Then we see them. My blood curdles, my head filled with a roar and my pulse thundering in my ears.

Andras’s pack—in both forms—race forward toward us. My wolf beats at me for control and it’s instinct, it’s instant.

I don’t even have time to tear off my clothes before the shift rips through me, shredding my clothes at the seams. Fur sprouts, bones readjust, and by the time the first wolf lunges for me, I’m an animal once more.

Torin stands behind me like a statue dressed in Versace, and then there’s nothing but the lust for battle. I crash against one of Andras’s wolves, snarling and biting, hoping to reach something soft enough to tear through.

I get him right under the neck, clamping my teeth down to pierce his skin, and blood sprays, metallic and hot.

I let the body drop. There’s no time to celebrate the kill. Another wolf charges, bigger than the first, his eyes crazed and teeth bared.

He’s on me in an instant and the impact of his massiveform sends us both sliding into a wall. The back of my head makes contact. Reeling, I sink my claws into his ribs, twisting as he howls in pain.

Someone grabs me by the scruff of my neck and yanks me backward. Snapping my jaws, I whirl around to see a balding man with a flash of silver in his hand.

A knife.

I growl, my hackles lifting, but he’s strong. He holds me just out of reach and bears down with the knife.

Torin comes out of nowhere, his movements precise and brutal, his suit vest unbuttoned and knuckles bloodied. He grabs the man’s arm and twists it so hard bones snap, and the knife clatters to the floor.

The brute curses Torin, but he’s in full attack mode as well. “How did you get in?” he demands.

Before the man has a chance to answer, Torin pounds his fist into the man’s face, breaking the nose and several teeth in the process. With his attention fractured, the man drops his hold on me and I scramble backward.

Torin punches him again. “Where the hell are your wolves?” he barks to me, ducking a punch from a second attacker.

I grunt. I should be askinghimthe same thing. I spin and chomp at the wolf’s leg. What the fuck kind of operation is Torin running where two alphas are left alone without any delta or gamma backup?

And where are the Grey Valley wolves when I need them?

As if on cue, I hear them—my pack, their howls rising as they pour into the fray, joining the fight. Torin’s deltas aren’t far behind, our two groups uniting in a storm of fur, claws, and snarls.

The hallway transforms into chaos and bedlam, instinctand duty driving us all. Wolves crash into each other, growling and snapping, the air thick with the scent of blood, sweat, and adrenaline.

I dig my front claws into the chest of a wolf with a black mask pattern across his face. He leaps back with a yelp but not far enough to avoid injury.

A scream splits the air and fills every molecule in my body with dread. I jerk toward the sound, distracted.Flora.

Where is she?

Panic dries me past two wolves, both of them snapping at my heels to keep me contained. Someone else will deal with them.Flora, Flora.

I skid around a corner through the living room, flying down the short hallway separating the dining room from the kitchen. Just in time to see a brown curly-haired wolf speeding after a man who has Flora slung over his shoulder, both rushing to the door to a separate stairwell.

My stomach clenches. The curly-haired wolf is Flora’s mate, Owen, trying desperately to take Andras’s man down without injuring his pregnant wife.

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