Page 77 of Knotted By the Demon

Greek threw himself against me, wrapping his arms around me, holding me close.

“I love you too, alpha. And I’ll be brave. I promise.”

I kissed his forehead. He scooted aside, making room for Sofia to hug me.

Hugging me hard, she whispered in my ear, “Bring us their heads, alpha.”

“I will, Little Fox,” I promised. “I love you, my heart.”

“I love you too. Now go. Greek and I will head downstairs and lock ourselves in the basement.”

“Kill anyone you see who isn’t me. I don’t care who the fuck they are,” I whispered.

“I will, alpha,” she vowed.

“Head to the basement.”

I waited until they’d gathered their things, and I followed them to the basement, closing the door behind them and remaining there until I heard the lock click. It took strength I didn’t know I had to walk away from the two most important people in the world. I stepped out into the night, the door clicking shut behind me.

My heart pounded, each beat a war drum driving me forward. The shadows in the tree line had crept closer, their movements in sync, probably thinking I couldn’t see them. Thiswas my time of night. I saw better than anyone when the moon was high in the sky. I moved silently, weaving through the trees, my senses honed.

The stench of an unfamiliar alpha hit me – rotten, like eggs.Nathan. But his scent wasn’t the only one I smelled. I spotted them just ahead, four figures huddled together, their voices low. I crouched behind a tree, my rifle raised, taking aim. One of them stepped into the moonlight, his face twisted in a cruel smirk.Nathan.

He looked just how Greek described him. The sight of him ignited a fire in my veins, my rage bubbling to the surface. This was the bastard who had hurt Greek, who had broken him. I wouldn’t kill him just yet. I’d make him suffer first. Aiming at the man standing slightly behind him, I fired a single shot.

One of the alphas dropped, a neat hole between his eyes. Chaos erupted. The others scattered, barking orders and trying to pinpoint my location. Nathan’s voice rose above the rest, furious and snarling.

“Show yourself, you coward!” he roared. “You took something of mine, and I want it back.”

I grinned darkly, stepping out from behind the tree. “Careful what you wish for.”

They lunged at me as one, their movements synchronized, but I was faster. I fired again, hitting another alpha in the chest. He fell with a grunt, blood pooling beneath him. The remaining two charged with Nathan leading the way.

I swung the butt of my rifle, catching the third alpha across the jaw. Bone crunched, and he crumpled to the ground. I fired a round into his chest, ending him. Nathan was on me before I could recover, his fists slamming into my ribs.

Pain exploded in my side. The fucker was wearing brass knuckles. It hurt like hell, but I didn’t falter. I dropped the rifleand grabbed him by the throat, slamming him against a tree. His claws raked my arms, drawing blood, but I didn’t let go.

“You hurt him,” I growled, my voice a dangerous rasp as I slammed his head into the tree again. “You fucking hurt him.”

Nathan’s eyes bulged, his lips curling into a sneer. “I own him. He’s mine, you bastard. He belongs to me.”

“Not anymore.”

With a roar, I slammed my fist into his face, over and over, until his sneer was nothing but a bloody mess. He fought back, his punches wild and desperate, but I didn’t stop. The world narrowed to this one moment, this one man. The bastard who had dared to touch what was mine. I tightened my grip on his throat, his struggles growing weaker.

“He’s.... just.... an... omega,” Nathan wheezed.

“He’s notjustanything. And he’s my everything. This is for Greek,” I snarled, snapping his neck with a vicious twist.

The forest fell silent as his body slumped to the ground. Blood dripped from my knuckles, my breaths coming in ragged gasps. I glanced around me, looking at the other bodies, making sure they weren’t breathing. I checked the perimeter, searching for other alphas. They were there, but I couldn’t see them.

And their scents were faint. They were coming, not yet close enough for me to scent them properly. I had time to collect my prize and regroup. I pulled my hunting knife out. It was time to collect my gift for my omega:Nathan’s head.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

SOFIA

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