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“You’re not seriously telling me off right now. We’d be dead if I hadn’t put this together.”

He knew she was right. “Okay,” he agreed. “But what do we do now?”

“Do we wait?” Amy asked. “We could probably hide out here for a couple of days without being found. By then, the Death Fangs will probably abandon the area.”

Mark shook his head. “We can’t do that,” he said. “They’ll go after Maddy and the others.”

“So, then what?” Amy asked. She slid down to sit in the dirt and looked up at him, and he was aware, for the first time since they’d made their escape, of just how young she really was. She was only a kid. It was wrong that she was caught up in all of this. And yet, she hadn’t complained once, had even gone out of her way to make preparations that would keep their family safe. He was ashamed for ever having thought that Amy might leave them. She was a Hell’s Wolf through and through.

“What we have to do,” he said, “is go on the offensive.”

“You mean attack them?”

“That’s what I mean. They’re probably going back to the house. It’s what I would do. Whoever’s in charge will have wanted a contingent there in case we decided to come back. We go back there, and we run them out.

She clearly thought he was crazy. “They have guns, Mark. We have...well, nothing.”

He nodded. “You should stay here,” he said.

“Like hell. I’m not letting you go off and fight them alone.”

“You know I can order you.”

“You’re such an asshole.”

“I’m the asshole who’s not going to let you get killed,” he said. “I can handle them, Amy.”

“No,” she said. “You can’t. “You’re a good fighter, Mark, but you can’t take on multiple men with guns. It’s impossible.”

He sighed. She had a point. In all likelihood, he was going to get himself killed. “I have to try,” he said. “I have to take out as many of them as I can. I can’t let them get their hands on anyone else in our pack. I can’t let them find you. I can’t let them find Maddy. The babies...”

“Don’t do it,” she said. “Don’t go in by yourself.”

“What would you do if you were me?” he asked.

“Wait,” she said. “Something could still change. Wait for better circumstances. Wait for more information. Justwait.”

And because Mark didn’t have any better ideas, he nodded and slid down to sit beside her.

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HARLEY BOLTED INWARDtoward the grove where his family had settled in to sleep at the sound of the scream.Maddy—Maddy—Maddy—If they were hurting her, if they were hurting the babies, he was going to peel their skin off and break their bones one by one.

But it wasn’t Maddy.

It was Reese.

When Harley burst onto the scene, he saw the red-haired man, Rocco, who’d passed below them while they were in the trees, holding Reese in a headlock, one arm twisted violently behind his back. “Is that her?” the man asked. “Is that the omega?”

His eyes were fixed on a patch of darkness. Harley couldn’t see what was there, but he could guess. It had to be Piper.

“No,” Reese gasped. His voice rasped, as though he was having trouble breathing. Harley wanted to jump on the Death Fang and sink his teeth into the man’s flesh, but he didn’t think he’d been spotted yet. Better to hang back as long as he could, as painful as that might be.

“Who is it then?” the man demanded.

“Just my sister...we’re camping...”

“We know you’re not fucking camping,” said another voice.It was the big man, the one Maddy had told him was the alpha. “You’re shifters, both of you. We aren’t stupid. You’re with that pack, the one that stole from us.”

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