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“I can’t lose him,” he said, more to himself than Ford.
“You won’t, there’s only one road to the mill and we’re on it. They either have to stop or turn around, and one way or another, we’ll get her back safely.”
Getting Tatum back in his arms was the only thing that mattered, and he would move mountains, he would doanythingto make it happen.
Hold on, sweetheart, I’m coming for you.
Grey’s fury rose as he couldn’t seem to get close enough to overtake the van and force them to stop. He didn’t want to risk Tatum’s safety, so he couldn’t ram the van from behind, even if hecouldget close enough. His stallion screamed in fury in his head, and if he wasn’t driving, he’d be in his shift chasing them down.
The van hit a pothole and lurched to the side as it passed the broken fencing that surrounded the old mill. Grey narrowly avoided hitting the same pothole. The van turned sharply, rocking side to side as it screeched to a halt. Grey slammed on the brakes and was out of the truck in a heartbeat as Silas and Levi exited the van.
“Give me back my mate!” Grey shouted, stalking toward them.
Levi shifted back and forth on his feet, looking nervous, but Silas was all swagger and confidence.
“You don’t get it, do you? Colton is taking over the farm and he’ll do whatever it takes to fracture your herd, including taking out the mates.” He snorted. “So upset over a human, honestly. It’s revolting. They’re so weak, she didn’t stand a chance fighting me.”
“You’ll regret coming after her to get to me,” he said.
“Well, it worked, didn’t it? I got you here, didn’t I?”
As if waiting for him to say those words, three males strode from the woods, climbing over the old, broken fence surrounding the clearing, Colton in the lead.
As the males drew close, an engine revved behind them and Crew and Avi drove into the clearing, the tires sliding on the dirt as the truck braked hard.
Crew and Avi got out of the truck and Crew shouted, “Let Tatum go. She’s innocent in all this. Your fight is with us, not our mates, Colton.”
“I’ll do whatever it takes to have a home for my herd. Ourrightfulhome,” Colton said.
“It’s not yours to take,” Crew said. “The farm belongs to our herd and we’ll fight to the death to keep it and our people safe.”
“So be it,” Colton said.
Colton’s males rushed toward them, but their alpha stayed back. Grey surged forward with his friends, desperate to put an end to the danger against them and get Tatum to safety. He grabbed Silas by the collar, lifting him off the ground and throwing him against the van, making it rock on its tires. “This ends now!”
Someone pulled Grey off of Silas and he fell on his ass, rolling quickly to avoid a boot to the face. Leaping to his feet, he touched his stallion for strength and speed, and attacked, Crew, Avi, and Ford fighting alongside him.
There was a loud creak and the van’s back door opened. Tatum stumbled out and dropped to the ground, holding her head with a groan.
Grey lurched toward her, but Silas pulled him back. Anger roared inside him like a living thing as he struggled against Silas’s hold and watched Colton turn his gaze to Tatum, helpless on the ground.
Grey grabbed Silas’s hand and bent his fingers back until the male released his hold on him, and then he shifted his weight and threw him over his shoulder. Silas hit the ground with a groan and Grey leaped over him and raced toward Colton.
Colton’s fist flew at Grey too fast for him to track and he staggered back as his fist connected with his jaw, the force of the blow sending a shockwave through him. He wiped the blood from his mouth and launched forward, knocking Colton off balance. They hit the ground in a cloud of dust, fists flying.
Someone pulled Grey off Colton and the male scuttled off.
Grey roared in anger and threw his elbow back, connecting with someone’s gut. They grunted and let go of their grip on him, and he spun to retaliate. He couldn’t even see who he was battling through the haze of his anger; he only knew that he had to stop them and get to his mate.
He grabbed the male who was doubled over and swung him around, slamming him into the van. Then with a deep, feral howl of pure rage, he jerked him off his feet and threw him into the air.
As the male twisted in the air, arms flailing, Grey saw it was Silas. He shouted in fear as he soared toward the broken fencing, and landed on his back with a sickening cracking sound.
Grey moved to Tatum, who was trying to get to her feet, helping her up as he scanned the clearing for Colton but didn’t see him.
The van’s engine rumbled to life and the tires spun, kicking up gravel and dirt. Grey hustled Tatum away from the debris and ran with her to the truck. As the van left the clearing, he got a good look at Colton behind the wheel, the back door swinging wildly with the motion.
Levi, Weston, and Asher realized Colton had left them.
