Page 56 of Little Red and Her Creatures of Chaos
“Who?”I ask, already moving that way.
“Monty.”
When I come up behind him, Bryce is also walking that way. Everything that happened to him slams into me from the bond, and I stumble back a step.“Shit. Sorry. I think whatever they drugged me with took away my ability to shield.”
“Who. The. Fuck. Touched. You?”Nash says, already licking his lips.
“I don’t think they’re here,”Bryce says, his voice getting small.“Nothing happened. Your mom saved me.”
“We’ll deal with this later.”I bump my nose against his.“Let’s get this motherfucker.”
We get two steps toward Monty when Dad, Cruz, and Teddy fall into step beside us. The chicken shit is hiding behind two bigger alphas, taunting the wolves around him. One of the alphas locks eyes with me, subtly bows his head, and steps to the side. When the other follows suit, leaving Monty completely exposed, we jump. Dad gets there first, already sinking his teeth into Monty’s shoulder. I quickly look at the other alphas, not wanting to turn my back on them, but they’re walking away. What the hell?
“They’re on our side,”Bryce says.
Monty and Dad fight for control, but it doesn’t take Dad long to get the upper hand. He slams Monty down on his back and braces his paw on his chest. Monty is still fighting like hell, snapping at Dad’s wrist. I go to step forward and hear another wolf growl. I spin around, but it’s too late. He’s already lunging for me, and when I fall backward, my side lands on a boulder, and I feel my ribs crack. A whine slips out before I can stop it, and the other wolf is in my face.
“That’s Radley’s dad!”Bryce calls out. He and the others are fighting to get to me, but other wolves are blocking their path. How the fuck is he so damn strong?
He pushes into my face, and I can see the triumph in his eyes. I feel Bryce’s pain through the bond, and it’s the distraction he needed. He lunges for me, and white-hot pain sears through my throat as his teeth sink into my skin. I push against him, but I can already feel myself fading. Blackness surrounds me, and then he’s ripped off. A growl rattles the ground, and I see Radley’s wolf standing there. She looks huge and fucking magnificent right now. But she should be in the house.
“Well, well, well,” a voice says, and I turn my head to see that he’s shifted. “Is that any way to greet your father?” Radley growls again, already advancing toward him. Good fucking girl. She was smart enough not to shift back. She knows she’s stronger like this. I weakly pull myself to my feet and go to stand at her side. I should have known Radley wouldn’t be held down. “Don’t you want to say hi?”
Radley lunges before I can stop her, and he’s ready. He’s back in wolf form before her hit even lands, and he shoves her back, making her slam into the ground. When I hear that pained howl come from her mouth, I forget all about my pain. I go back for him, more than ready this time. He won’t catch me off guard again. He’s still stronger, almost abnormally so. I fight as hard as I can, but I can feel myself fading fast. Blood is pouring from the wound on my neck, and I’m seconds away from passing out, but I refuse to let him hurt my omega. I don’t give a fuck who he is.
He’s just gaining the upper hand when I see familiar fur fly past me. My mom hits him hard enough to knock him off balance, and then I see my dad. They get him pinned down, and my mom shifts back to human form. She stabs something into Daniel’s leg, and when he shimmers back, he’s completely unconscious.
“Are you okay?” my mom asks, reaching out to me. I take a step back, and her hand drops. “I’m sorry I was late.”
“What the fuck is going on?” Dad asks. I look around and notice Monty is unconscious, too.
“You need to make sure your camp is okay. I’ll explain everything,” Mom says quietly. “I don’t mean you any harm.”
Bryce walks to stand beside her. “She saved me, Luther. I believe her.”
I feel hands run through my fur and slowly look at Radley. “Shift back, Baby. You’re bleeding.”
I shake my head sluggishly because I can’t focus enough to find my human form. I feel myself fading into unconsciousness, unable to stop, indicating the wound is worse than I thought. My paws slip out from under me, and I hit the ground hard.
“Mason!” Radley calls out, following me down. Her knees hit the dirt beside me, and she strokes my muzzle. “Hold on, Mason.”
My eyes stay locked on her sad green ones until I finally pass out.
I wake with a jerk, wildly looking around. Everything starts slamming into me, and I try to climb out of bed. Radley appears beside me and softly pushes on my chest before I can sit up.
“It’s okay,” she soothes.
“What happened?” I croak.
“You passed out. Nash carried you back to the house and finally got you to shift. We had to bandage your neck, but it stopped bleeding.”
“How long was I out?”
“A couple hours.” She runs her hand through my hair, and I close my eyes, soaking it in. “You scared the shit out of me.”
“I’m sorry.” I kiss the inside of her wrist and gently slide up on the bed to lean against the headboard. “Where is everyone?”
“Nash and Bryce are watching over Monty and Daniel. Luther and his pack are guarding your mom.”
