Page 98 of Eclipsed Heart

When I kicked her in the side, she sailed several feet through the air and slammed into Jack’s vehicle.

Really?Jack linked, but there wasn’t any anger in it. If anything, humor flitted to me from him.

You can get it fixed.I knew the royal advisors weren’t struggling for money. I refocused on Bodey.Babe, go after your sister. You know the queen wants me alive. Get Jasmine and come back to me.I understood what it was like to want to protect your family. The sight of Stevie after the queen tried to have her killed would haunt me for eternity, and I didn’t want anything like that to happen to Bodey.

I ran in front of Sybil and faced down the remaining wolves. There were only four left standing.We’ll be fine with Samuel, Lucas, Zeke, and me here.We were finally on more equal ground.

A calm settled over him.I’ll be right back.He called his wolf, the magic flowing through our connection as his clothes ripped off and fur covered his body. When he landed on four legs, he took off in the direction of his sister, Miles and Jack at his side.

The other two wolves were locked in battle with Lucas and Samuel. The golden wolf and the light-brown wolf charged at Sybil.

Zeke appeared at my side, and the two of us faced down the wolves together. He swiped his knife at the golden wolf as I jumped onto the back of the light-brown one. I wrapped my arms around its neck as it tried to lunge at Sybil, making it miss its intended mark.

My left arm throbbed from the bite, but I ignored the pain and tightened my grip. The wolf began to buck, trying to get me off its back, but I held on tight. This had to be similar to riding a bull while drunk.

I tried to cut off the wolf’s air supply, but it didn’t seem to be working. The wolf panted but continued to writhe and twist with all its strength.

Shit. Maybe I wasn’t putting pressure in the right place.

My head jerked with each buck, and my ears rang. I needed to weaken him, but instead, he dropped and rolled onto his back, pinning me beneath him.

The weight crushed my lungs, and I tried to squirm out from under him, but his body was too heavy. I could barely breathe.

Callie,Bodey linked, his fear rushing into me.I’m on my way. I never should’ve left you.

I’m fine,I lied, thankful that he wasn’t here to smell the stench.

I turned my head just as Zeke lurched toward Sybil. I stared in disbelief as the golden wolf trotted past Zeke, reaching the witch with a snarl.

Get to Sybil!I linked to Samuel and Lucas.

I couldn’t see them, but I heard a yelp as someone’s fight ended. The whimper of death was undeniable.

The golden wolf was now on top of Sybil. It opened his mouth wide, bit into her neck…and then ripped out her throat.

Sybil’s hands clutched her neck, her eyes wide, as blood gushed between her fingers and poured down her body to the ground.

“No,” Zeke screamed. “What are you doing?” And then he swung his knife down into the back of the golden wolf’s head.

Samuel’s crisp scent filled my nose as the light-brown wolf’s body jerked, and then he rolled off my chest. I blinked up at Samuel, who stood over me with a hand outstretched to help me up.

Instead, I rolled onto my stomach and ignored the pain in my chest and arms as I army crawled to Sybil.

Zeke dropped to his knees beside her, yanking the dead golden wolf off her and tossing it to the ground. He wrapped his own hands around her wound, trying to stem the bleeding.

Are you hurt?Bodey linked, his panic mixing with mine.

A wolf ripped out Sybil’s throat.I continued to crawl toward her, ignoring the grass rubbing my elbows raw. “Get away from her,” I barked at Zeke, the words like sandpaper in my throat. “You allowed her to be killed.” I couldn’t process why he’d given the wolf the go-ahead and then pretended to care that Sybil was dying.

“Now isn’t the time for your drama,” Zeke snarled, his eyes locked on Sybil’s neck as he kept trying to put pressure on the wound.

Sybil’s skin was already waxy. Death was imminent.

Samuel bent down beside me as Sybil’s eyes locked with mine. Her gaze softened into kindness, shocking me to my core. She’d been hurt on my watch—if anything, she should hate me. I’d failed her. I wasn’t fit to be queen. The mark shouldn’t have chosen me. It was wrong.

Something wet hit my face as I reached out to touch her arm, wanting her to know I was there.

“I’m sorry I let you down,” I murmured, a sob building in my chest and almost taking control.

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