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Shrieking yips broke the early morning silence, and the rising sun glinted off the mass of dark fur coming toward us in an unfurling carpet. Angelo cocked his guns, Cove crouched into attack position, and Ruby bared his fangs.
What's your ETA?Angelo linked the alphas.
Seven or eight minutes, Alpha Cole said.
But we're here, someone linked us.
Delta and Lake, Zayne and Zayden Maxwell's wolves, filled the gap between me and Leo. I glanced at my mate to see Beatrix standing on his far side, strands of her hair rising as a fiery halo built around her.
Angelo stepped forward, his guns up and trained on the lead wolf.
"You've crossed into Five Fangs territory!" he bellowed. "Stop where you are!"
The dire wolves slid to a stop, leaf litter kicking up from their paws, and I did a quick head count as they focused their burning red eyes on my mate.
Twenty of them, I linked the alphas.Near as I can count.
Leave at least one alive to question,Alpha Mason commanded.
Confident in us, isn't he?Zayne smirked, making me, Leo, and Zayden chuckle.
The lead dire stepped forward, and a sound like breaking glass filled the air.
That fox is ours. Give it back.
"She is the mate of one of our wolves," Angelo called out. "Whatever claim you have on her is gone. Now, leave in peace or die in pieces."
A man, a witch, and four little wolves.The dire scoffed.Who are you to threaten us? Stand aside or die yourselves.
"Bring it if you're hard enough, pup." Angelo grinned. "You'll be my first kill of the day."
The dire laughed, a piercing screech that made Cove's ears hurt, then surged forward.
Angelo's guns barked, then barked again, and the dire dropped, his body soon lost in the trampling paws of his pack mates as they swarmed toward us.
Guess they think they hard enough,Cove murmured with a smirk.
Guess so,I snorted. Let's find out.
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Jayden kept me in check until we heard the sounds of fighting, then gave in to the inevitable.
Permission?I growled.
Granted, but leave one alive, he reminded me.
No promises, I growled, and he rolled his eyes.
Leaping over a fallen tree, I landed in the midst of the battle. Not wasting time, I attacked the first dire wolf I saw. Dropping low, I sank my fangs into his belly, dug my paws into the dirt, and yanked hard. Blood burst in my mouth as his guts spilled out, and I danced back as he whirled and snapped at me.
Even if dires had accelerated healing, which theydidn't, he couldn't retract his intestines back into his body faster than I could lunge, and I clamped my jaws around his throat and shook my head like a dog does with a squirrel. He pawed at me, and one of his wickedly sharp front claws caught my left ear.
That pissed me off good and proper.
I liked when Posy played with my ears.
