Page 63 of Omega's Triplets

The Death Fang gestured with his gun again. “Send her over, I said. Now.”

And with a thrill of foreboding, Mark understood. They thought the wolf beside him was the omega they had known. They thought that Amy was Maddy.

The thought passed through him that perhaps they should run—but that would be in vain. Even in the dark, he could see that the Death Fang had told the truth. Moonlight glinted off gun barrels at several points in the trees. Mark thought he could even see their eyes looking out at him.Too many to fight. They got the drop on us.

And now, to his horror, Amy was stepping forward.

No!She was just a kid! He had no idea what the Death Fangs would do when they realized they had the wrong girl, but he knew it wouldn’t be good. He couldn’t allow her to sacrifice herself. He stepped forward—

The gun’s report split the night. Agony tore through Mark’s shoulder, and he couldn’t swallow back the howl of pain that rose in his throat. “Stay there,” the Death Fang warned him.

Mark stayed. If he tried to follow Amy, they’d kill him. He’d be no good to her dead.

She stopped before the Death Fang, shoulders drawn back, head low, ears plastered to her head. She wasn’t showing her fangs, but Mark had an idea that it was only with extreme effort that she was holding back.

The Death Fang lowered his weapon, gave her a leering sort of smile, and nodded to Mark. “I knew you’d see sense,” he said. “It was bound to happen this way, wasn’t it? Nobody steals from the Death Fangs.” He turned to Amy. “And no one leaves. Not without our say so. You shouldn’t have run from the auction, girl. But at least you’re bringing something back to us, eh? A nice new litter of pups we can raise to become the next generation of Death Fangs. Maybe you’ve even got a new little omega in there for us.” He chuckled. “Shouldn’t have gone to that baby supply store in public like that. That was careless.”

Mark crouched low. He wasn’t going to let these men leave with Amy. He’d be damned if these bastards would split up his pack—

But before he could attack, Amy pounced.

She dived onto the man in front of her. Mark heard a cry and smelled fresh blood in the air, heard the sound of tearing flesh. Guns fired all around them. He skidded to her side, pressed his face into her shoulder, and jerked his head toward the highway.

She understood. She ran, and he followed close on her heels. They broke through the tree line and out onto the road, the sound of weapons following them all the way.

Chapter Sixteen

They couldn’t go throughthe lobby in wolf form. They had to remain human. Maddy felt painfully visible and vulnerable as she crossed the tile floor. The Death Fangs knew she was pregnant. They’d gotten her address from a baby supply store. Her belly, which had been a source of joy and pride, now felt like a flashing signpost calling attention to her.

Harley threw out an arm to halt the others. He was peering around a corner, and Maddy felt anxiety steal her breath. She knew Jamie was behind her, keeping watch on their rear. She had Piper and Reese on either side of her, blocking her from view. But standing still felt like torture.

Harley waved them forward.

They rounded the corner and found themselves in a short hallway with hotel rooms on either side. There was a back exit at the end of the hall. Harley pointed to it and beckoned them forward.

They jogged along, single file now, quickly crossing the distance to the door. Once there, they huddled together, all of them peering out through the glass.

---