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trapped somewhere. I d think they d be at greater risk than a protected den.
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Maybe, but more likely dead. Damn shame but he wanted his pack safe. The
women and young, they re what matter most.
Agreement and relief spread across Stretch s face and he hopped in the cab to
guide me to their den. The kid looked upset but hopped into the truck without a word. I
swung back into the driver s seat and in moments a thump on the roof signaled they
were ready. I decided running dark would make us harder to track. Sound would echo
and distort as we wound among the houses. Light, not so much. As an added
precaution, I took the long route, going so far as to get back on the interstate for a bit.
* * *
Boss had made his den in the basement of a church west and a little south of
Cherry Creek reservoir. Good location, well hidden and defensible& unless the
attackers were a very large pack of rabids.
Pre-dawn light glowed from the east in a pale wash of almost color. Looked like
another of those clear spring days for which Colorado was so famous. Might be chilly
now but by midday it d be shirtsleeve weather.
Stay in the truck, Daniel. Mace growled. As your pack leader, I mean it!
Got it. Keep the engine running, eyes open for rabids, be a good boy.
He snorted in disgust at my snide tone, but I fucking hated being treated like a
little kid.
While waiting, I positioned the truck for a quick getaway if we needed it. Idling
wasted fuel that was hard to come by, but the risk of attack was pretty high. Better to be
ready.
The women and kids came out with a limping wolfman. One woman was crying
so hard another had to practically hold her up. The young woman, fifteen, maybe
sixteen, had a toddler in hand with a scared looking boy lagging behind. The pregnant
one had a Don t fuck with me attitude visible from miles away. She stopped by the
door and waited, daring anyone to try to move her.
I hopped out and opened doors. I m Daniel, and yes, human like you. Long
story we can share when we re safe. As if anyone was ever safe in this fucked up mess.
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The injured wolfman snarled at me as he shouldered past to help the women in.
Four adults with a teen and two kids would not fit in the back seat.
Look, why don t you sit up front with me and the pregnant one? I kept my
voice respectfully soft but no way was I going to let this guy think he intimidated me. I
met his challenging gaze head on.
He snarled, stretching tall and took a menacing step toward me.
Back off! My chosen! Mace s guttural growl stopped the guy in his tracks. He
rolled a worried glance toward Mace and back to me. That was all the time it took for
Mace to reach us.
Get in the damn truck, Daniel. He kept his focus on the new wolfman, trusting
me to do as my alpha said. Well, fuck, guess I d better play the nice submissive human.
Challenging Mace in front of the new guys would make him look weak from the get go.
You, ride up front next to her. Mace pointed from gimpy to preggo hanging on
the arm of one very worried looking wolfman.
No! Clark rides with me! The pregnant woman jutted her chin out in stubborn
defiance and clutched her wolfman s arm tighter. Now he looked damn near panicked,
gaze darting between her and Mace.
Mace took two fast strides to stand snarling in the woman s face. She raised her
head in an attempt to look down her nose at him. Her mate gave her a gentle nudge,
trying to put himself between them. One clawed swipe from Mace and the guy reeled to
the side, falling rather than knocking into his woman.
Leave him alone you fucking bully! She took a swing at Mace. She took a
fucking swing at a wolfman! And everyone thought I was too stupid to live?
Mace easily blocked her, grabbed her wrist and yanked her forward. I am pack
leader, not you. Do as you re told or pregnant or not, I will make you.
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trapped somewhere. I d think they d be at greater risk than a protected den.
Brannan Black Wolfman 4: Salvation - 43 -
Maybe, but more likely dead. Damn shame but he wanted his pack safe. The
women and young, they re what matter most.
Agreement and relief spread across Stretch s face and he hopped in the cab to
guide me to their den. The kid looked upset but hopped into the truck without a word. I
swung back into the driver s seat and in moments a thump on the roof signaled they
were ready. I decided running dark would make us harder to track. Sound would echo
and distort as we wound among the houses. Light, not so much. As an added
precaution, I took the long route, going so far as to get back on the interstate for a bit.
* * *
Boss had made his den in the basement of a church west and a little south of
Cherry Creek reservoir. Good location, well hidden and defensible& unless the
attackers were a very large pack of rabids.
Pre-dawn light glowed from the east in a pale wash of almost color. Looked like
another of those clear spring days for which Colorado was so famous. Might be chilly
now but by midday it d be shirtsleeve weather.
Stay in the truck, Daniel. Mace growled. As your pack leader, I mean it!
Got it. Keep the engine running, eyes open for rabids, be a good boy.
He snorted in disgust at my snide tone, but I fucking hated being treated like a
little kid.
While waiting, I positioned the truck for a quick getaway if we needed it. Idling
wasted fuel that was hard to come by, but the risk of attack was pretty high. Better to be
ready.
The women and kids came out with a limping wolfman. One woman was crying
so hard another had to practically hold her up. The young woman, fifteen, maybe
sixteen, had a toddler in hand with a scared looking boy lagging behind. The pregnant
one had a Don t fuck with me attitude visible from miles away. She stopped by the
door and waited, daring anyone to try to move her.
I hopped out and opened doors. I m Daniel, and yes, human like you. Long
story we can share when we re safe. As if anyone was ever safe in this fucked up mess.
Brannan Black Wolfman 4: Salvation - 44 -
The injured wolfman snarled at me as he shouldered past to help the women in.
Four adults with a teen and two kids would not fit in the back seat.
Look, why don t you sit up front with me and the pregnant one? I kept my
voice respectfully soft but no way was I going to let this guy think he intimidated me. I
met his challenging gaze head on.
He snarled, stretching tall and took a menacing step toward me.
Back off! My chosen! Mace s guttural growl stopped the guy in his tracks. He
rolled a worried glance toward Mace and back to me. That was all the time it took for
Mace to reach us.
Get in the damn truck, Daniel. He kept his focus on the new wolfman, trusting
me to do as my alpha said. Well, fuck, guess I d better play the nice submissive human.
Challenging Mace in front of the new guys would make him look weak from the get go.
You, ride up front next to her. Mace pointed from gimpy to preggo hanging on
the arm of one very worried looking wolfman.
No! Clark rides with me! The pregnant woman jutted her chin out in stubborn
defiance and clutched her wolfman s arm tighter. Now he looked damn near panicked,
gaze darting between her and Mace.
Mace took two fast strides to stand snarling in the woman s face. She raised her
head in an attempt to look down her nose at him. Her mate gave her a gentle nudge,
trying to put himself between them. One clawed swipe from Mace and the guy reeled to
the side, falling rather than knocking into his woman.
Leave him alone you fucking bully! She took a swing at Mace. She took a
fucking swing at a wolfman! And everyone thought I was too stupid to live?
Mace easily blocked her, grabbed her wrist and yanked her forward. I am pack
leader, not you. Do as you re told or pregnant or not, I will make you.
Her wolfman howled in rage and leapt at Mace. Seconds later he was spitting [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]