And nothing would, as long as Jack lived. . .
The vamp’s face bulged as the vines twisted tighter around his throat and the wolves rushed into the clearing just as his head separated from his body.
They thundered in with a roar of growls and hisses as the huge russet wolf I knew to be Symeon went for the Stonebrewer Alpha’s throat.
Then the rest of them followed, vicious and uncontrolled in their rage.
It only took a few moments for the Stormbinders to run through the entire Stonebrewer Pack.
Jagged flashes of lightning lit up the sickly green sky.
A lean silvery-white wolf leaped in front of me, shifting mid-flight into Prince Jack.
“Are you OK?” he asked.
There was a smear of blood on his lip and he was breathing heavily, his eyes dilating as he devoured me with his eyes.
His touch ignited the low burn inside me
“No,” I said. “I’m not.”
“Come with me now.”
Without thinking I flung my arm out, vines snapping from my fingertips, and a whip-thin cord snaked toward his boots, wrapping around the sole and yanking him sideways.
“Andromeda, what the hell—” Jack expostulated. “How did you?—”
I felt my hands trembling and I held them up in the moonlight.
“I’m tired,” I said. “I’m tired of being ruled by you, Jack.”
Jack slashed at the vine with his dagger, cleaving it in two with one swift hack.
“Andromeda, stop this!” he ordered, shifting back into his wolf form.
But I put my hand down to the ground and heavy roots broke through, snaking around Jack’s legs and trapping him in place ashe growled and used his sharp fangs to break through the thick vines.
He shifted back to his human form, kicking off the shorn vines.
“Andromeda!” he growled.
But more were coming.
“No!” I hissed at him.
I felt raw power surge through my body and vines snapped down from the trees and encircled his neck.
“Stop it!” he choked. “I love you, baby.”
I laughed bitterly.
“You don’t love me. You’re not even capable of love.”
“Yes, I do!” Jack roared, but his eyes were wide, his pupils dilated as I tightened my noose.
I had never seen the arrogant prince like this and maybe there should have been some mercy in me, but I didn’t feel like it.
I only twisted my fingers and the vines tightened around his throat.