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Pack Chapter 103
Trent loped on two legs along with the others, the clear scent of wolves, tinged with the unnaturalness he'd come to recognize, reaching his nose. The battle of good wolf against evil loomed, and he looked forward to putting the days of inaction and waiting behind him. Through his link to Thea, he felt her anxiety but no fear, and he wondered if they'd misread Marc's actions and words. Or Roderick's interest in Thea. Surely if Roderick intended to make his move, he wouldn't have his wolves coming to meet them so far from the motel still. Perhaps we misjudged Nathan's appeal to the creature after all. Movement in the trees had him tightening his grip on the gun he held. He'd opted to remain human in the coming fight, the long knife tucked through his belt, one of many scattered among their ranks in the hope one of them would get a chance to take out the vampire. But while he chose to remain on two legs, most of his companions were prepared to meet the enemy in their stronges
Pack Chapter 104
Facing his nemesis after all this time was almost euphoric, even if the bullet in the creature's head pissed it off instead of incapacitating it. "Hey, blood breath, would it have killed you to shower before coming out to play?" Jaxon taunted. He wanted the vampire to focus on him, giving Trent time to scoop up Thea and put her somewhere safe. Although true safety wouldn't happen until Roderick died. "You!" Roderick spat the word, and Jaxon grinned. "Yes, me. What's wrong, Roddy baby, don't know how to fight without the mind games? Let me remind you." The satisfying crunch of his fist meeting the monster's face was one he'd treasure for as long as he lived, which, judging by the vampire's fury, would probably be seconds. The fact that the creature laughed even though Jaxon had crushed his nose really wasn't a good sign. "I don't need to control your mind to take you down. I. Am. Stronger!" Roderick dove on him, pummeling him with his fists. Jaxon did his
Pack Chapter 105
Thea clung to Trent, shaking still in fear. She'd thought herself frightened when Marc attacked her, forcing her to shoot him so she could get away. But that paled in comparison to the icy terror that gripped her when she saw Trent facing off against the monster. Without hesitation, she came out of hiding to shoot the vampire. Truth told, she enjoyed it, a payback for everything the bastard had done to her. Her spurt of courage almost cost life. But thankfully, the good guys had prevailed, even if they were large and hairy and sported big teeth. She never did get to see Roderick's final moments because Trent refused to let her go. And when Darren joined them, hugging her from behind, the tears finally came. We survived. Against the odds and hope, they'd won against the vampire. Defeated the bastard who'd hurt her and destroyed her life. The monster who inadvertently helped me find true love and happiness. "Thea," Trent murmured her name. "What the fuck were you thinki
Pack Chapter 106
"How long are you going to watch it burn?" Dana asked. The sun, now high in the sky, had turned the smoldering ruin of his father's corpse into ash, and still Nathan stared, unable to shake the fear that the monster would somehow return. Worried that his family was still in danger. "Will it ever be truly over?" he asked. According to the vampire he'd spoken to, it took only a few hours of daylight to kill a vampire permanently. It had been over eight. Roderick was finally gone. He knew this, and yet he still couldn't move. "Roderick's dead." "But the wolves he abused are still alive. What am I going to do with them? They're no longer under the influence of a vampire, but the things they've done . . ." A sigh left her. "I don't know what to tell you. You can't kill them all. Some, like Jaxon, redeemed themselves or never sank to the depraved heights some embraced. You'll have to judge them, case by case." "And so the nightmare continues." "But
Pack Chapter 107
The baby came early. Stressed and frightened, Bailey went into labor within an hour of her mates leaving to fight. Lucky for them, she held off birthing their child until they returned. It was a bloody battle that involved lots of screaming and cursing-by their sweet-tempered mate-but at the end of it, Gavin held their daughter aloft. "She's perfect!" he announced. Yet, despite her perfect features, ten toes and fingers, Bailey cried and cried. At a loss, Gavin drew Parker and Wyatt aside for a whispered conference. "We have to do something. She should be smiling not crying." "You better not be implying what I think you are," Wyatt growled. "We need to bring back Jaxon." "After what he did?" "I'm not crazy about it either, but it's not about us anymore," Gavin snapped. "It's what she and the baby need that count. He's paid his dues. He suffered for his actions and, by having a hand in killing the vampire, redeemed himself." "And don't for
Pack Chapter 108
A few hours after the birth, her mates disappeared all at once, leaving her alone with her precious bundle. She stroked her daughter's soft cheek, and the tears rolled anew. Bailey didn't understand the sadness tugging at her. Roderick was dead. Jaxon was safe. Her baby girl was born. She should have been smiling from ear to ear. But something felt incomplete. Wrong. I need Jaxon. Seeing him again had made that so clear. She'd not stopped thinking of him since their meeting. Cried all the time despite what her other mates did to cheer her up. She didn't even smile when Wyatt wore a pink T-shirt that said, It's a Girl! She needed Jaxon, and yet, despite the monster's death, she couldn't have him. It's not fair! A sound at the door made her lift her head. Her breath caught. Standing with shadowed eyes and a wan smile was Jaxon. She carefully cradled the baby with one arm before opening the other wide in invitation. It took him only two long strides before he hugge
Pack Chapter 109
The sun completed its journey across the sky and sank into the horizon, painting the asphalt in a brilliant wave of colors before giving way to twilight. Wind stirred the heavy ash pile on the ground, swirling it and yet not managing to disperse it. The parking lot remained mostly vacant, only a few vehicles remained to mark the sparse occupants. And of those who stayed, none were watching. From the shadows trotted a red-coated wolf. It paused in front of a door, where the stench of bleach had wiped a bloodstain away. But he doubted he would ever be able erase the memory of the wound. The shame. Backing away, he sidled over to the pile of dust. An urge to sniff had him lowering his nose. He inhaled and immediately sneezed, particles of ash lifting and blinding him momentarily. Shaking his head, he sought to clear his senses, but while the dust drifted away, he could do nothing for his muddled mind that still roiled with the images of what he'd done. Ears pricked, he h
Pack Chapter 110: Epilogue
The howling went on for hours, along with the frantic sounds of battle and mayhem. Bodies slammed against the door, and for once, she didn't curse the thickness of the barrier, not when it was the only thing keeping her safe. Over the next day, the chaos, or the noise of it anyway, subsided until only a chilling silence remained. A quiet that once she would have welcomed but now feared as hunger made her belly rumble. What had happened to her jailers? The vampire who brought her here? Did they all leave? One day stretched into two then three, and she grew weak with only the water from the rusted sink to sustain her. I'm going to die here. Just not in the way she'd initially assumed. Before, she'd imagined Roderick or his minions killing her. Now . . . Now the joy she'd thought she'd feel at never seeing them again paled as the horror of dying by starvation hit her. No. I can't die this way. Not without a fight or a chance, locked in a room with no way to e
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