Brandon’s face furrowed in confusion. “Why not just use your Alpha command or magic?”
Verity rolled her eyes. “They won’t work. Commands and magic will only go so far, but if a wolf feels like it is in danger, then it will break free and fight for its life.”
Brandon pointed at Derek. “Obviously not. Derek was stuck in place as that fucking whore sliced into him.”
Verity sighed. “No, your Beta is just a dumbass.” Verity kicked at Derek’s hand. Brandon growled, but she rolled her eyes. “His wolf was just as delusional as he was. They had convinced themselves that they weren’t in danger because he didn’t see females as a danger. He could have gotten up at any time. But he stayed there because he thought he was going to heal. He was stupid.”
Brandon stared down at his best friend’s body. “He could have gotten up?”
Garith chuffed out a chuckle. “It wouldn’t have mattered anyway, boy. He was gone as soon as the second blade went in. After the silver was that close to the heart, it wouldn’t have mattered. He was already dead; his body just had to catch up.” He turned to me and waved me closer. I walked up beside him and held out the toolkit. “Now, back to the important bit.” He grabbed another knife. “You are such a good girl.” I smiled softly.
“Thank you.” I slipped a knife out of this kit as he turned his back to me. I watched as he stepped closer to my mate. “I try my best, Alpha.”
“If only my family members were this useful.” He trailed a knife over Rowan’s face. “Now…I think it’s about time.”
“Well…” I smiled softly. “You’re in luck.” Garith froze for a second.
“What?” He looked at me as the mask I untied fell from my eyes.
“I said you’re in luck…Grandpa.” I turned and slit one of the guards’ throats.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
All hell broke loose as the guard dropped to the ground. I took their moment of shock to slash my blade through the air between myself and Garith, nearly slicing him open as he whirled away from my knife. I swung on the next male holding Rowan as the female slipped a knife into Rowan’s hand. She twirled away, manoeuvring through the crowd as they tried to grab her. One snagged the string to her mask as she slid towards Lynn. Her mask slipped from her face, revealing dark eyes I recognized. Brandon dove for Lynn, but the female, dark and ready, was already there slashing at his face as Lynn cackled. Toya’s grin matched Lynn’s as she jabbed her blade towards Brandon again. The two twirled around each other, Toya with her knives and Lynn with her claws, slashing at any man that got too close.
Brandon tried again but earned himself a nice cut up his arm as Toya danced away. “You stupid bitch.” He screamed as the blood dripped from his fingers.
Toya grabbed Lynn’s hand, and out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Lynn twirled Toya in the air, kicking the five men trying to attack them at once. “I may be a bitch.” She grinned as she landed back on her feet. “But I’m the bitch that is going to make sure that in this lifetime, you fucking die, Alpha.” Her mocking tone had Brandon gritting his teeth. More men pushed forward, and I lost sight of my friends.
I dodged a blade, my attention back on my battle to my mate. Somehow in the fray, Rowan had been pulled farther away from me, and I called after him. “Rowan!” I took a step but then whirled away from another attack. I heard another voice from the crowd in the opposite direction, and I spun to find who screamed.
The knot in my chest loosened when I heard Micca’s voice call from the middle of the pack of me. “Get off of me.” Her scream was one of anger, not fear, and a smile worked its way onto my lips.
I started towards the voice only to see Hanna bellow as she dove for our friend. “She said get off.” Hanna kicked him and the male that had Micca went flying. They grinned at each other as Micca got up off the ground and dusted her pants.
“Stupid fucking males.” She slipped a sword from her back and screamed. “Let’s fucking go.” She looked like she was going to take off again, so I called out to everyone.
“Stay together and fight as pairs.” I called out. Toya and Lynn put their backs together as Hanna and Micca did the same. I fought my way to Rowan. “Where is Garith?” I called out, searching for the man of the hour.
Rowan spun in a quick circle. “He must have slunk away when you attacked. He must be running away or waiting for this to end.”
I scoffed as I cut down another man. “Pathetic.” Another man tried to tackle me as I jumped over him, but the blood on my hands made my blade slip from my grip. I spun, looking for it, but it was lost in rose petals, and grass.
Hanna tackled someone against the makeshift walls that Shannon had the pack erect in the field, and the pair went through it, making the entire room shake. Micca followed quickly through the same hole. I felt panic wanting to bubble until I saw the pair jump back into the room, and attack a new group of men.
Someone’s claws suddenly sliced down my arm, and I screamed as I twisted away from the attack. Rowan bellowed my name, but I shifted my claws and attacked. The male was going for blood, his fangs bared as he swung at me. “You stupid, traitorous bitch. You should follow your grandfather’s plans. The brotherhood knows what is best for our kind.”
I shook my head as I snapped my hand out, my claws catching his flesh, earning a moan of pain. “If you believe his lies, you are dumber than you let on. He doesn’t want our kind to flourish. He wants power. He wants to be king, but he is too weak to rule, he is setting up the perfect puppet so he can pull the strings.”
“Shut up, you whore. You don’t know what you are talking about.” The man shuddered as the shift took over him. I shook my head as my hand shot out.
“You think I’m stupid, but you are the one who shifted mid-fight without enough room.” I ripped his spinal cord out, and his shift stopped. I dropped his body to the ground, spinning to the next attack.
There was a shriek, and everyone seemed to pause for a second, unsure of what to do. “You ruined everything.” Shannonmaterialized behind me with a knife. She pierced the silver blade into my back as I let out a howl.
Rowan’s eyes shifted instantly as he ripped the heart from another guard. “Amy.” He stepped towards me, but Garith reappeared behind Shannon. He smiled as he pushed her away, taking the knife in his own hands.
“If I were you, I would tell everyone to stop fucking moving.” Garith shoved the knife deeper inside of me, making me groan, and Rowan' slammed his aura out, dropping everyone but me and Garith to the ground. A power flung outwards, creating a bubble around the two of us, leaving Rowan standing outside of it. “Look at your mate, granddaughter. So strong, so powerful…brought to his knees over a whore.” He snorted as he moved me forward. He pushed me to the edge of the bubble, so close I could count the darker lines of blue in Erubus’s eyes. “Look at how helpless he is.”
