Page 30 of Marked By the Possessive Polar Bear
Mace stands back, watching his pack get decimated beside Knox who never phases. He’s standing there with his arms crossed, barking out orders to his dogs.
“Get back in the fight,” he screams at a wolf that’s limping away, blood pouring out of his side courtesy of my claws.
He actually gets them organized and they start attacking us as one. The wolves are weaker than we are, but there are so many of them. We’re vastly outnumbered. I make my way over to Victoria as they swarm us, my claws slicing the air in warning as I find my girl in the chaos.
My bear is breathing heavily and so is Victoria’s. I don’t know how much longer we can keep this up.
Forever, I tell my bear.You’ll fight forever to keep her safe.
But they keep coming and now Mace’s giant wolf is joining the fight. His head is low, mouth snarling as he prowls over with the hair on his back sticking straight up.
It galvanizes the troops.
The wolves back away and rally around him, finding their second wind. There are nine left. Three of them are laying onthe pavement, not moving, and Knox is still in his human form barking out orders.
“On three,” Knox shouts to his pack. “Swarm the big one. Go for his throat.”
Victoria’s grizzly gives me a concerned look.
I dig my paws into the concrete and growl possessively, ready for anything they bring.
But a part of me is worried. There are so many of them and these guys are tough. They’ve spent their lives fighting and they definitely have the numbers.
I’m not so worried about myself. I’m terrified about what’s going to happen if I fall. What will they do to my girl?
I push that horrible thought out of my head and get ready for the wave of teeth and claws about to come my way.
“One!” Knox shouts. “Two!”
He never gets to three.
A booming roar rips through the night sky.
I feel the earth shaking under my paws.
The wolves step back and look around in panic.
And then?—
BOOM.
Magnus’ monstrous grizzly comes charging out of the wilderness like a goddamn wrecking ball.
He heads right for Knox.
The cocky fuck tries to phase, but he’s too slow and Magnus’ grizzly has the drop on him. He doesn’t hesitate.
He launches on Knox from behind, jaws wide, and sinks his teeth straight into his neck. Blood sprays. Knox screams, but it’s already over. Magnus tears him down and spits him out like he’s nothing.
His limp body collapses onto the pavement. Dead.
My polar bear snarls as the odds even up a bit. Three bears versus a bunch of lowly wolves? I’ll take that bet any day.
I charge forward, roaring as I lock eyes on Mace’s wolf. His goons try to stop me, but Victoria and Magnus are all over them, pinning them to the ground, knocking them off their paws, tearing chunks of fur out of their backs.
I find Mace through the chaos, and our eyes lock.
It’s time to end this once and for all.
