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I couldn’t wait until he figured out that we would have to stay in the village for the night.
The two of us, alone together.
That should be interesting.
CHAPTER 6
Wolf
Beneath the sunvisor of the second Hummer, concealed in the secret pocket, I found a note from Moose.
Fuckers have us outnumbered.
Heading to base. Will send bird ASAP.
Sorry, man.
I folded the note into my pocket. The good news was my team were hightailing it back to base, and that they would send a chopper to get us. The bad news was that we would have to survive until they returned. But we couldn’t stay here.
Hopefully, the chopper would find us when they came looking.
I strode back to Makenna. She had her hands on her hips, staring off at the mountains. Despite what she’d been through, she looked mighty fine. Her figure was stunning. Her long hair bounced in that high ponytail that she always wore, and her lips . . . I wished like hell I couldn’t remember what she could do with those lips.
Yanking my mind back to the present, I pulled the magazine from my rifle. I’d only taken a few shots, so I had nearly a full magazine, plus four more in my vest. I snapped the magazine back in and Makenna turned to me. A speck of blood was on her cheek, and it took everything I had not to wipe it away.
Years ago, I would have done anything for her. She was my world. Now she was just my mission. Not a damn thing more.
“We have to go.”
She cocked her head. “Go where?”
“Away from here.”
Her gaze flicked from Trent’s bloody body, back to me, and she shook her head. “No. I’m not leaving them.”
“He’s dead, Makenna.”
“Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.”
“You can’t help him now.”
“I can’t leave him, or those bastards will use his body to—” Her words choked in her throat.
Shit.“Look, my job is to protect you, and I can’t do that if we stay here.”
“Protect me?” She glared at Trent’s body. “Look how good that’s turning out.”
“For fuck’s sake.” I grabbed her wrist, spinning her toward me. “Don't be a fucking idiot.”
She tried to twist out of my grasp.
I clamped tighter.
She punched my nose.
“What the fuck!” I hated that I didn’t see that coming. Rage shuddered through me, and glaring at her, I clamped my hand tighter around her wrist.
“You’re lucky that was my left hand. Now let me go.” She clenched her jaw.
