The boys are on their way!
Blake POV - For once, Blake struggled to keep up with his unit. He moved half a second after them, Alastor and Roman charging for the packhouse cells, towards Willi. Blake didn’t know the way, and was happy to follow, but his legs burned at the pace they set. He forced himself faster, his strides longer, his breaths harsh pants clouding the night air. The wolves that had attacked them and Luna Jade had gone down easily after being caught unawares by Alastor’s immunity and Roman’s ability to spread it through touch. Blake was still shocked at how efficiently it destroyed the silver in his body, leaving him without any aftereffects of its poison. Their search then switched from finding evidence to finding Willi, only pausing to send Luna Jade for the Blood Mountain wolves, waiting just beyond Clear Blue’s border. Blake’s confidence rose knowing back up was on the way and climbed even more when their clever mate broke through the mindlink block. As soon as her position left her lips,
Roman POV - Roman had never heard Blake’s voice so weak. It made his stomach twist and squeeze so painfully he winced. He quickly finished off the wolf who was snapping at his heels and moved towards the door of the room. Before he could step a foot within a large body crashed into him, knocking him into the wall. His head rebounded on the hard surface, a spike of pain lancing through his skull. He snarled at the warrior but cut off when he saw the torrent of wolves filling the corridor, coming for them. Whatever these warriors had been told, there was vengeance in their eyes, death on each growl. They’d fight to kill, and he would do the same. He shared a look with Allie, a desperation in his eyes that he felt in his bones. Something was wrong with Blake, and they needed to get to him. Allie ducked his head towards the room, then positioned himself at the corridors centre, growling low and thunderous at the incoming enemies. It was a small opening, one Roman had to take to save th
Alastor POV - Roman’s reassurance that Blake was okay washed over Alastor in a cool relief. He sagged against the door, his muscles burning from the strain of keeping it closed, but the doors in the cells were made to stay shut. No one was getting out, but it also kept the Clear Blue warriors from getting in. He could still hear a few of them puffing on the other side of the metal, but most had left. It was no mystery where they were going. There was more than one way into the packhouse basement, and they’d be blocking off the exits, trapping them. If the unit were to get out, they needed to leave and leave sharpish. Alastor took a breath to centre himself, then shifted. Mina and Chloe laid strapped to metal tables and though both were pale, neither looked too hurt. He moved to his mate’s side first. “If you wanted to try bondage, you could’ve asked, Princess.” He tried to ease her with a smirk but winced at the strain in his voice. They had almost lost her again, they still coul
Blake POV - Though a heavy weight riddled his body, Blake stood tall behind Willi. His canines were bared and he stared out at the mixture of Clear Blue and Diamond Ridge wolves that came to do Chelsea and Sam’s bidding. Though their presence was a threat, he was more concerned about Willi. She was still standing strong, challenging the enemy, but he could feel her through their bond. A deep, welling ache was growing beneath her composure as she faced the betrayal of her brother. Blake hadn’t known her when she had been close to Sam, but he knew how it felt to be discarded and used by family. He hadn’t even liked his, yet their betrayal cut deep. He couldn’t imagine the pain she was forcing herself not to feel in that moment. “So, you want to cut me off? You’re doing all this, so I won’t rely on you?” Willi called out. “Rely on me? You did more than that. I was your support for everything and what did I get for it? A whiny sister who didn’t know how good she had it and no credit
Mina POV - As Sam and Chelsea whipped around to face the oncoming threat, her unit pounced. As one, they charged forward in a blink, hitting the front line of the enemy wolves. They moved so fast, no one reacted before three throats were torn out, the first blood of this battle splattering across the floor. Mina winced. Two of those wolves were Clear Blue, but she hardened against the discomfort, knowing they were choosing to side with Sam. If they hadn’t known the truth her guilt would’ve eaten her alive, but she couldn’t feel bad with her unit protecting themselves. These wolves would kill them if given the chance and she knew her mates would give them the same consideration. However, they were trained wolves and wouldn’t go down easily. Alastor, Roman and Blake only took out one wolf each before the others reacted. They pulled around the closest member of her unit and battle ensued. The clash of warriors was a grating sound, the stench of blood slicing through the air immediat
Mina POV - Lover? Mina was struck immobile with the urge to recoil and surge a protest all at once. Her brow furrowed as she tried to picture her mother on Oliver’s arm, but she couldn’t do it. Not just because it was Oliver, but because it was anyone. Not once had her mother discussed having a partner, nor had she ever had a date. In all the years she had spent with her mother, Mina hadn’t even seen the woman look twice at another wolf. Not unless they had said something rude and she had to make sure they felt the full wraith of her glare. Surely, Mina would know if her own mother was keeping the company of another wolf under the packhouse roof? Yet, Sam seemed to know, and he had lived there just like her. But what about Oliver’s mate? Alastor’s mother? Did she know he was cheating on her, did she care? Mina was pulled from the questions flooding her mind at Oliver’s wheezes. Before he had cast her out of the pack, she had considered him something of a father figure. Despit
Alastor POV - “Isn’t this sweet? A little family reunion. Two Hayres close to dead, and one soon to be.” Sam’s voice grated on Alastor as his attention flickered between his father and the bastard responsible for this mess. He avoided looking at Owen, his brother’s screams lessening to whimpers as the silver took root in his body. The knife Taylor used wasn’t pure silver like the blade that Owen had stabbed their father with. His brother would be able to bare the pain for a few hours before the poison would kill him. Alastor intended to leave it until the last possible second, so Owen would feel a small amount of the pain he’d caused Mina. “Your mother is going to be utterly heartbroken about the death of you three, and that’s before I let slip about the infidelity.” Sam laughed, the sound cruel and haunting. Alastor was sure he didn't care about the Hayre head cheating on his mate, but there was still some satisfaction to the words that let him know he relished every ounce of ang
Chapter 103 – I’ll do it myself Roman POV - The tightness in Allie’s jaw worried him. Derren’s blow had been hard and, if they were right about his ability, the hardest punch Allie had ever received. Roman was certain he had heard a crack, yet his mate was back on his feet again, walking into formation. He wanted to tell him to him to go back to Mini, to protect their Luna, but Taylor was already there, keeping an eye on her, Oliver and a still whimpering Owen. Besides, against a foe they didn’t know much about and already were struggling to face, the full force of their unit would be needed to kill him. With the cuts and bites on his own body, Blake still being weighed down after the poisoning, and Allie’s jaw, Roman wasn’t sure they could muster their full strength, but they had to try. Their packmates were fighting around them, keeping the bulk of the enemy away while they took on the leaders. They couldn’t let them down. They had to try and end this fighting before any more unn