My mom asked, “Who the fuck would touch Cassie? They are all almost dead.” Alan made threats. Literally all of us snarled, but it didn’t faze him. He really thought he’d get out of here alive and unscathed WITH my mate.
Drake said, “I don’t give a shit what we have to do to make it happen, but no one is taking my little girl ever again.” I stared Alan down and answered my father in law, “No, they won’t.” She and I had been separated for too long as it was.
Unlike the rogues, this pack attacked Melanie directly. I couldn’t stop growling. Dylan sighed, “Yeesh, look Moody growler your mate is fine.” I snarled at him. Dylan rolled his eyes grumbling, “He’s your spitting image Saint God Alpha Prick.”
EJ announced, “The Coven members the Hood captured are in our dungeons.” Dalton chuckled darkly, “Good. No one but Alexander or I will touch them.” Dakota snorted, “We have to wait until you two are done claiming your mates to talk to them?”
Dalton didn’t even pause, “Yes, you do. They are OURS.” Dakota smirked, “Fair enough.” It was more than fair, and he knew it. Dylan said, “Alpha’s can’t talk to them. I can talk to them without hurting them. So, talk I shall. The parameters were touching, not talking. Dylan no touchy, only talk.”
I agreed, “Fine by me. Get every single answer you want because I’m in a kill first ask questions later frame of mind.” Dylan squealed, “You all heard that! I have permission.” He’d do it even if I didn’t say he could and everyone knew it.
Melanie goaded Alan to fight her. My entire body was taught with tension. Sam was wiping her cheeks as tears silently fell while gripping Drake’s hand tightly. After several moments, I growled, “She’s just messing with him.”
Uncle Bjourn sighed, “I don’t like it when your mother does it, and I find I don’t like it when your mate does it either, Nephew. For future reference, if you get a kill shot people; you take it.” My mom snorted, “Some people defuckingserve to be messed with.”
We all gasped when Melanie said he’d brought more Witches and Warlocks to suppress Freya. I growled, “It’s the Coven we have then too.” Drake growled. Corbin said, “I didn’t see an older lady with them.” I snorted, “She’d be smart enough not to come.”
The barrier was gone in the blink of an eye. One second it was there, the next it was nothing. I popped behind Alan, punched my hand through the back of his chest, and ripped his heart out before ripping his arms off.
Then because I needed to, I ripped his head and legs off too. I threw his torso and hit his stunned Beta who Drake was fighting. I studied Melanie intently. She was rambling, but all I could think was she was mine.
My blood was pounding with the need to claim and mark her. I threw everything I had into our kiss. I could give a fuck less about the answers everyone wanted. I just needed her. Uncle Aiden pointed out no one here was used to orgies. They could leave then. They were all Werewolves or Hackura.
Ok the Hood was here too, but all Supernatural’s should understand my feelings right now. EJ linked me, “Just Give us ten minutes. Melanie’s ribs can’t be healed yet so you should heal that.” I replied, “Fine. Only because she does need to be healed.”
I begrudgingly pulled away from her lips to use my healing light. I was stunned to discover her ribs were almost healed. Not entirely, but pretty close. My mom exchanged a look with me when I pulled back that had Drake looking between us.
My mom linked me, “That didn’t take long.” I answered, “She was practically healed.” My mom’s face didn’t show anything, but her emotions said she was intrigued. Oden grumbled, “Tell mate not to dive in front of a bullet.” I was going to.
EJ snorted, “Seconded. No one liked that.” Melanie didn’t agree with me, and I knew she wasn’t going to. It was all over her face. Tristan growled, “Dad!” Drake answered, “I know.” We all did. It was literally clear as day.
Dax said it out loud. Oden grumbled, “He can shut up.” My gaze snapped to Dax when he said she didn’t touch her record. EXFUCKINGCUSE ME?! There was a record?! A RECORD FOR GETTING SHOT.
Phil linked, “He’s a Beta wolf. We naturally keep records of things.” I retorted, “My mate should NOT have a record for being SHOT IN ONE FIGHT! That means it happens enough FOR THERE TO BE A RECORD.” Phil sighed, “I know.”
Elise started crying. EJ linked me, “What if I punch Beta Dax? I think everyone would be happy about that.” Not my mate, but I wouldn’t stop my brother. Melanie was rambling and it became clear no one was going to answer us about the damn record.
Cassie linked me as she walked over, “I’ve got this.” Melanie scrunched up her face and started rubbing her head. EJ linked me, “What the fuck?” Melanie stunned us into silence when she asked Cassie to stop because it hurt.
My dad’s eyes widened. Everyone was looking at each other incredulously. Cassie was in complete shock. EJ linked, “Are you ok?” I replied, “Uhh, I’m confused.” My mom popped over to try. Melanie’s astonishment hit when she realized Cassie was trying to make her tell the truth.
It took my mom a lot longer than normal, but Melanie eventually answered the question. I linked my Beta and Gamma, “Six. DID SHE SAY SIX?!” Gage sighed, “God help us all, she did.” Phil replied, “I’m praying to Aesir as we speak.”
I pulled my mate tighter into my body. My mom linked me, “I know that telling you not to lose your shit about that would be pointless. I’m guessing…” She trailed off then said, “No, actually I’m not fucking guessing it would be pointless.” I agreed, “It would be.” My mom sighed.
I turned Melanie around to face me and clarify. Oden said, “Freya said Melanie really does believe it was better because only two of the said six bullets were aimed at her.” I linked my brother, “EJ, I’m going to need you to say words because I cannot find any right now.”
EJ winced and rubbed his face with one of his hands and gave it his best shot. Dalton linked, “I had my Warriors collect the remaining Coven members. Tank took their action personally. They are on their way to your dungeons.” I replied, “That’s good because so MANY people need to die at my hands right now.”
Lexi ripped Melanie away from me and the only thing that stopped me from taking her back was my mom’s warning look. I waited until the literal second they parted. I linked EJ, “If she says something about her vest one more time… I’ll lose my shit. Because bullets don’t pierce through vests. That’s not a thing. OH wait, YES IT IS. The vests are bullet RESISTANT! Rounds can still pierce them… especially when shot SIX TIMES.”
EJ linked, “I am aware, but Emmett bought the same vests we did. Those are actually bullet proof.” I retorted, “She’s not talking about NOW.” EJ winced replying, “It was worth a try.” I linked my family, “Someone get the damn names before I lose my shit.” Max snorted, “Before, big brother? I think we’re well past that point.” I glared at him.
Melanie listed off the names. I linked Gage and Phil, “The McCann family will know my full goddamn name by the time I am done with them.” Gage snorted, “That’s the least shocking thing I’ve heard today.” I went over the names again. Slade Carter.
I stared at Cayden knowing my mate is where the Hackura got his name in the first place. I linked Gage, “Everyone needs to stop saying the name Trevor.” Gage snorted, “Notice Phil and I are not commenting on anything out loud. We know they need to stop talking about him.” I did notice that.
I linked EJ, “That DEAD ASS MOTHER FUCKER shot her IN THE BACK BECAUSE OF HIS OWN DAMN SCENT?!” I glanced at my older brother who looked like he wanted to pull his hair out. Cayden was red faced and angry.
