Page 71 of Wild Wolf
A strange rippling arced between Elaine and Risa, a barely perceptible cord running between them. Could it be they fed off each others’ energy because they wereFae?
She was Fae as well.Maybe I can use this to myadvantage.
A fierce snarl filled the air. She glancedup.
Muscled and rippling with fury, a large gray wolf raced into the grove.Nolan.
“Stay back,” she screamed. “I’ve gotthis!”
At all costs, Nolan must be protected. Knowing these two had caused Craig’s death, she knew they wouldn’t hesitate to kill the alpha if he deviated from their plans. Jordan suddenly remembered Queen Selene’sgift.
“When you need to find the power within yourself, use your voice. It is a true gift bestowed onyou.”
“Nolan,” Risa breathed. “Elaine, stophim.”
Seizing the advantage of the Fae ignoring her temporarily, Jordan thought fast. Maybe she could draw power from them, the way they drew power from eachother.
Jordan turned, saw the pink web blocking her way. Blocking out all thoughts of being Lupine, focusing on her love of the forest and the land, shesang.
Her voice was a gift from her mother, the queen of Fae in thisregion.
Jordan thrust her hand into it, feeling warmth and pure power, but it did notburn.
She imagined the power flowing into her like gasoline flowing into a tank. Energized, she kept doing it until the webvanished.
The wolf howled. Alarmed, she saw he’d been burned, a patch of raw, bleeding skin where fur once covered hisflank.
Yet he kept advancing, attacking them and protectingher.
Hismate.
As the Fae advanced toward Nolan, she hurled energy balls one after another at thesisters.
It only served to anger them further. Elaine and Risa began slamming Nolan with power, tearing into him as he surged forward. His jaws closed around Risa’s ankle and shescreamed.
At the same time, Jordan hurled another energy ball at her. But it did littlegood.
She was losing Nolan. Losing the battle. Rage and grief battled inside her.I love you,Nolan.
Nolan threw back his head and released a long, lowhowl.
Another wolf bolted into the grove, its ears tipped with black. She recognized Sam, Nolan’s head ofsecurity.
Sam joined him, attacking Elaine from the rear. Distracted by the teeth tearing into her calf, Elainewhirled.
Jordan released her energy ball. It hit Elaine square on the temple. Blue blood flowed and cracks appeared in her face as the Fae screamed in fury andpain.
Suddenly dozens of wolves streamed into the grove. Snarling, growling, snapping theirteeth.
And then they were on Elaine and Risa, their enemies. The pack, working as one. Jordan’s stomach roiled at the wet, tearingsounds.
Finally, it was over. Little remained of the sisters, the Fae who had thought the pack was theirs tocontrol.
Sam shifted back into Skin, clothed himself by magick. “Nolan had me install security cameras down here and we heard and saw everything, including how they killed Craig. He rallied the pack to come here and helpyou.”
But Jordan’s attention all centered on hermate.
Nolan had shifted back as well. Clad in a white T-shirt stained with blood, and jeans soaked in it, he lay on the ground, crimson oozing from his nostrils and mouth. Clutching her stomach, ignoring the pain burning through her, Jordan rushed over tohim.
