Page 58 of Forced Plus-Size Mate

Suddenly, a wolf comes right at my face. I flip and dodge, getting knocked to the ground by another. I feel sharp teeth close around my foreleg, and I know before the snap comes, it’s all over.

The other wolf crushes my foreleg with one powerful clash of its jaws. I stagger back, howling in pain. Bae’s line is solid, and all I have to do is move back to it and give myself time to heal.

Immediately, three wolves turn on me, their eyes shining as they prepare to pounce.

They know who I am, and they won’t allow me to get to safety!

I struggle backwards, dragging my injured leg. I’m panting, beyond hope, when I feel a hand on my shoulder.

What?

So dazed that I feel like I might be dreaming, I look up. When I see who it is, I’m absolutely sure this can’t be real.

Amanda?

She’s standing over me like an avenging angel, her hair flickering around her like a cloak billowing in the wind of a fierce storm. Her blue eyes burn like icy comets, and her skin glows as if lit from within by the eternal flame of a deathless star.

With quick movements of her hands, she uses her powers to hurl the wolves away from me. As others close in, she steps forward and seems to gather herself before extending her hands and clapping, letting out a short scream of effort.

As her hands come together, a massive surge of energy flows out from her. To me, and the others around me, it just feels like a tingling wave, but the attacking wolves are blown off their feet back into the trees.

The sound of swift paws breaks through the howling of injured wolves, far too close. When I see a small, nimble wolf leap towards Amanda, I try to shout a warning, but I know I’m too late.

I’m about to see the love of my life torn to shreds, and I can’t stop it!

Amanda turns and raises her hand. Time seems to slow down, and the wolf freezes in the air. I feel another pulse of energy, and the wolf disintegrates into dust that drifts away on the light breeze.

My paw is healing, but slowly. The bones have knitted back together, but the wound is still deep. I crawl backwards, limping, until I get to Bae’s line. He shifts immediately.

“Body!” he yells. “You’re injured. Gina, do we have anyone on medic duty yet?”

“On it now!” Gina yells, turning to run for the house.

I whimper softly, not daring to shift back until my leg is healed. Catastrophic injuries are tricky for werewolves. Sometimes shifting can make it easier to heal or even fix an injury, but other times it can make things worse.

“No need,” Amanda says, joining us. She kneels down beside me and extends her hands over my leg, whispering softly.A warm glow spreads across the wound, a soft wave of tingles that feel almost pleasurable.

When she sits back, my leg is completely healed. As soon as it does, I shift back so I can reach out and stroke her cheek with my fingers.

You’re amazing.

“That was amazing,” Bae says to Amanda, echoing my thoughts. “I’m glad to have you on my side.”

She smiles and nods, but before we can say another word, a cascade of howls sounds from the forest below.

“They’re regrouping!” Bae yells. “Coming in for another attack. Amanda, can you heal anyone else?”

“I’m afraid not,” she says. “I can’t pull off any more big shock waves, either. I need a minute to rest, and maybe something sugary to drink.”

“Retreat, then!” Bae commands. “Anyone who’s able, get on this line now!”

People stagger towards Bae, some of them shifting to wolf form, others grabbing weapons.

It’s a very bad sign if some are so injured or tired, they can’t shift at will. Decker, combined with the wild wolves, is a deadly enough combination, but they hit us when we were unprepared.

As we pull back towards the cabin, I hear Bae rallying the others. There are still confusing howls and barks coming from the other end of the cabin. As Gina returns to the fray, she pauses and grabs my arm.

“Get over there, if you can. I can hear Jack baying and Rider yelling, but I can’t hear much fighting. I need to know what’s going on.”

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