The moment I have him in a compromising position, knowing he’s in too much pain to fight back, I shift. My fingers dig into his wound as he howls in pain, and I avoid his teeth as he tries to get back at me.
“Where is he?” I demand when all I see is red.
Oscar shifts back to his human form a second later as he stares up at me.
“He’s not here,” he says weakly with a lazy smirk on his lips.
My jaw grits together. “Where is he?”
“You left him all alone.” He laughs before wheezing. “Where he’s unprotected.”
Ice rushes through my veins. I kick him in the ribs. “I’m not going to ask you again.”
Oscar flashes me a sickening grin. “You’re too late, Caleb.” He coughs. “We knew of your plan, and you left your mate alone. Where do you think he is?”
My eyes widen in realisation and fear. Everything starts to slow down, and when I take a moment to breathe, rage flowsthrough me. I grab his neck and twist without a second thought and watch his lifeless body collapse against the ground.
My heart thumps in my throat as my stomach churns with panic, but I don’t have time to think. I shift and race off through the trees.
Ryker is with Evan,I shoot through the pack mindlink.Kill his men and get back to the pack house as soon as possible.
Caleb—I hear Felix’s voice.
Finish off his pack and get back to the house with the witches. Tell Jaxon.
I can’t move fast enough.
My paws are pounding against the ground as the world beneath me begins to wobble.
Evan, you need to get out of there.
But my mindlink goes unanswered.
Evan?
I’m left with silence, only the sound of my blood screaming in my ears.
Pups, tell me you’re okay.
But when there is no response, I immediately think the worst.
Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!
50
EVAN
When Caleb left in the early hours, I couldn’t fall back asleep. I didn’t even try. I sat against his headboard and prayed everything would be okay. It’s something he has to do, but that doesn’t ease the concern bubbling in my stomach.
Caleb made sure there were enough wolves and guards at the pack house in case anything happened, and that I wasn’t alone. I know he wouldn’t leave me by myself, but I wanted to be beside him.
My eyes close as I curl up in a ball on his windowsill and look out at the midday sun. There’s a soft knock at my door, and I glance over at it as Zara enters.
“Hey,” she says softly.
“Hey.”
Zara takes two steps inside and perches on the edge of Caleb’s bed. “How are you doing?”
