“We need to get her to Lucas,” Bastian said as he stood up, gently cradling her in his arms, as Ryker held her wrist gently against her stomach. From the lump forming on the side, it was clear that it had been broken in the crash. Bastian walked carefully, not wanting to hurt their mate any more than she obviously already was.
When he looked up, he saw Henry and Ford Granger, Jake’s fathers, standing by his truck in their human forms.
“Jake?” he asked as they drew nearer.
“He’s with Jenny, and she’s gone all mother bear on his ass,” Ford said with a slight grin. “He shouldn’t have been out here. She’ll talk to him and find out why. Thank you, both of you.”
“We’re clan,” Ryker said with a shake of his head. “That’s what we do. Could I ask that you clean up this mess? Take the bodies to the edge of the pack lands and leave them there for Ash’s pack to collect. Rain is forecast for overnight so that will help get rid of some of the blood on the highway. Get a hold of the Sheriff and let him know what happened here. He’ll know what to do. Karl! Go into town and bring your tow truck back. I want that Chevy and everything in it brought back to our place.”
“Make sure you grab the driver’s door,” Bastian added.
They reached his truck, and when Ryker opened the back door, Bastian slid in carefully, cradling his precious cargo against his chest, making sure not to jostle their unconscious mate too much. Ryker closed the door and climbed into the front to start the truck
“Ryker, what are we going to do about those damn wolves?” Karl asked through the open truck window.
Ryker turned to look back at his mate, and Bastian could see the bear clearly in his brother’s eyes. “They declared war on the clan, and in doing so, put our mate in danger. We go to war, and any wolf found on Blackwater land, we kill.”
Bastian had no problem with that.
