Page 101 of The Pack

Callum, still in human form, rushed in from the side, throwing a dagger that sliced through the air and embedded itself in Mogg’s shoulder. The giant roared, swiping at Callum with one massivehand, but before the blow could land, Killian appeared, his red wolf form leaping onto Mogg’s back.

Killian shifted mid-lunge, his human hands grabbing hold of the back of Mogg’s head and yanking it downward, exposing the thick column of his neck.

“Get him now!” Killian shouted.

Magnus didn’t hesitate. He shifted in an instant, his silver wolf form barreling forward. Tobias mirrored him, the two wolves moving in perfect synchronization as they leapt toward Mogg’s exposed throat.

Mogg let out a grating roar, his hands clawing at the air as he tried to shake off Killian’s grip. It was too late.

Magnus struck first, his powerful jaws clamping down on Mogg’s neck with a sickening crunch. Tobias followed an instant later, his teeth tearing into the other side of Mogg’s throat. Blood sprayed everywhere as the two wolves wrenched their heads back, ripping out the thick column of muscle and veins.

Mogg’s roar turned into a gurgling cry as one arm clutched at his neck, trying to stem the flow of blood, and the other flailed outward to get Killian off his back. Killian released his hold and rolled clear of Mogg’s swinging fists, his red hair streaked with dark-colored blood as he grinned grimly.

“Finish it!” Killian shouted, scrambling to his feet.

Thorne moved in next, his pale wolf form darting forward with ruthless precision. He didn’t hesitate, his sharp teeth sinking into Mogg’s right side, ripping through flesh and muscle and into his liver with a savage twist of his head.

Callum followed, his gray wolf form a blur as he lunged at Mogg’s legs. He bit down hard, his teeth snapping bone and tendon with a sickening snap and crack.

The mutated giant let out one final, earth-shaking roar before crumpling to the ground, his massive body shaking the earth beneath him.

The clearing fell silent. I stared at Mogg’s body for a long moment before I realized that all five men were watching me, the looks on their faces dark and full of a promise I couldn’t even begin to understand.

But I had a very bad feeling about it.

They moved slowly toward me, their expressions firm, their eyes locked onto me.

For the first time in days, I felt small again. Vulnerable.

Magnus was at the front, his expression unreadable, but filled with an intensity that made my chest tighten. Tobias walked beside him, his dark eyes unrelenting. Callum followed, his usual warmth replaced by a seriousness that was strange to see on his face. Killian’s red hair caught the light, but his usual grin was nowhere to be seen, his expression tight. Thorne’s icy blue eyes glinted in the dim light, his jaw set in a firm line.

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding as they stopped a few feet from where I was still tied. I shifted backwards, unable to help but notice how naked they were.

And how hard every single one of their cocks were right now.

“Zara,” Magnus said ominously. “What a surprise it was to wake up this morning and find you gone.”

I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came.

Callum tilted his head slightly, his gray eyes narrowing. “You were planning to go to Dublin all by yourself, weren’t you?”

“I—”

“Don’t lie,” Tobias cut in, his tone firm.

My cheeks burned, and I looked away, the fire’s warmth nothing compared to the heat crawling up my neck.

Killian let out a low chuckle, though there was no humor in it. “You didn’t even think to leave a note, did you? Just straight to the suicide mission then?”

“Do you understand now how dangerous this place is? Do you see now what could happen to you here, to all of us?” Magnus asked, his voice dense with contained fury. He stepped closer, his silver eyes locking onto mine.

I shifted in the ropes, the weight of their stares pressing down on me and I gulped back a nervous sense of anticipation. Something was about to happen, and I had the sneaking suspicion that they might punish me for sneaking off without them, but I was sincerely hoping that I was wrong about that.

“I didn’t have a choice. You weren’t going—” I said finally, my voice trembling.

“You always have a choice,” Thorne said flatly, cutting me off.

Magnus let out a slow breath, his jaw flexing. “We came to a decision yesterday,” he said. “While you were busy planning to leave us behind, we had already decided to go through the nuclear zone with you.”

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