“Why can’t we just kill her!” he barked.
“Because I play a bigger role than you in this,” the woman deadpanned.
“Not you. I mean the human. She shot me!”
“Technically she was just defending herself and her mate. Don’t you know, Cap? All’s fair in war. Can’t go after a snake and bitch when it bites you.”
“Shut the fuck up!” the injured werewolf yelled at her.
“Hey! Both of you stop!”
“You play a bigger role than me?” the man barked out, twisting to look the female in the eyes. “Really? You’re here for one thing, Lyric. You’re a soldier maker. You are here for your bite, that’s all. Clearly that’s all, you are shit at fighting.”
“I’m not the one who got shot.”
“And you had one order! Don’t bite that bitch, and what did you do!” The werewolf looked sick and was sweating now as his gaze stayed locked on the woman. He looked terrifying, but the woman looked bored.
Destiny couldn’t move. She was so scared. She could hear the hatred in his growl, the pain wafting from him…the rage. God, her arm hurt so badly. It was throbbing and felt completely broken. Her veins were on fire under her skin.Dodger, where are you?
“You can’t even do the bite right. She smells just as sick as I do,” he growled out. He reached over the seat and slammed his palm against her face, and the woman’s reaction was immediate.She turned him in his seat and wrapped her arms around his throat, pinning him back against the seat. He struggled, and she tightened her arms like a boa constrictor as he gasped and choked.
“Lyric,” came a warning tone from the front seat.
“I’ll be putting him out of his misery.”
“Why don’t you take the bullet out of him instead,” the man said blandly.
“Because I don’t like him,” Lyric growled, and released him, shoving him forward so hard that his head slammed into the back of the driver’s seat.
“Enough!” someone roared from the front.
Destiny jumped, and the woman did something that made no sense.
She grabbed her ankle hard and then put her hand up behind the back of the seat, holding her hand out like she wanted Destiny to stay quiet. Lyric cast her a quick glance, and Destiny’s breath froze in her chest. She had one dark eye, and one that glowed moss green. She gave her a warning look and shook her head slightly.
Wait…what?
“Why can’t we just kill this bitch?” Lyric asked, her hand out behind the seat. Be still. Be quiet.
“Because she is important.”
“Why?” Lyric pushed.
“Why are you so goddamn interested?” came a clipped answer from the front.
“Because if I’m going to save her, I need to give my wolf a reason. You’ve had me sitting back here smelling her blood for fifteen minutes. Why is she worth any of this?”
“Because her father needs to be brought into line. If we kill her, I can’t get him back. If I tether her to this Pack, he will be my greatest weapon. He will be a sentry for the Couer d’Alene LakePack as long as she lives. If I bond her to a high rank, this Pack will have the most dangerous guard dog. I can go back to my real life knowing you and your sister are safe. She’s my insurance plan.”
Lyric’s eyes narrowed. “You’re going to bond her to who? To Sin? To Lang? This human has a mating bond. She and that wolf filled the whole woods with it.”
“Well, her mate is dead now, isn’t he?”
What? Dodger!
Lyric grabbed her leg hard.Be still!
“I need to work on her soon or your little weapon will die,” Lyric uttered.
