Page 55 of Howl For Me
“We’re not that far off,”Spencer said through their mental link.
“I know. When we get there, get Damara away from them,”he said, moving closer to his best friend. He wouldn’t trust anyone with her safety but Spencer.
“I’m not leaving your side.”Spencer shook his head.“You’re going to challenge the alpha, and as the beta, it is my job to cover your back.”
“You are the only one who I will trust with Damara. Get her and move to safety. The enforcers will have my back.”Gavin took a few steps away from his friend. It was much for him to ask the beta, because he was right. In a challenge, the beta was to remain to protect his back.
But for this fight, the stakes were higher.
They would be fighting for his mate.
“We’ll have your back, Alpha,”Kent said. Low growls filled the air as the other enforcers agreed.“We won’t let you down.”
Gavin nodded and turned in the direction that would lead him to his mate. The moon was high, and it was the middle of the night. They would have the element of surprise on their side.
“It’s time,”he announced.
He trotted along a path that would lead to the campsite. The smell of smoke permeated the air, giving their location away even if they wouldn’t have had the exact location. He headed in that direction.
His wolves were highly trained and knew how to disappear into the woods. They didn’t make a sound as they continued forward. Gavin lost sight of his wolves since they blended in with their surroundings. They would encircle the camp to trap the other wolves. There would be no escaping the Golden Moon pack tonight.
A half hour later, they arrived at the camp. Gavin stayed to the shadows in the woods and crept close to the edge of the trees. His dark fur would aid him in being unseen by the naked eye.
His heart raced while he took in the sight of the camp. Two tents were constructed behind large logs that had been moved to provide seating. The fire was smoldering, with trails of smoke lifting to the sky.
His gaze landed on a lone figure leaning back against a tree. He must be the lookout for the night. The woods remained deadly silent. All of the critters and animals sensed the predators in the area.
Gavin watched as the man pushed off the tree and walked over to one of the tents.
“Hey, I’m going to take a piss, then it’ll be your turn. I’m tired as shit,” he grumbled before stumbling away.
“Fine,” a groggy voice called out from inside the tent.
Gavin swiveled his head around so he could focus on the structure.
Since he didn’t see Dreven or Damara, he assumed they were in the other shelter. He bit back a growl, trying not to think of what could have transpired in there.
He sniffed the air and didn’t find any scent of sex or blood.
That settled his wolf. If Dreven had forced himself on Damara, he wouldn’t be able to control his animal.
The man, unaware of the wolves hidden in the trees around their camp, stumbled into the woods toward the area where Kent was positioned.
What kind of wolf couldn’t sense other predators around him?
The trees shook, and a quiet growl erupted, followed by a yelp before silence returned.
Gavin held his breath, watching another human’s head pop out of the tent.
“Jeff?” the human called out. He crawled out and stood, stretching his arms to the sky. He scratched his head and looked around.
“What the hell is going on?” A tall, muscular man stepped out of the other tent.
Gavin locked his eyes on him, recognizing his voice from Damara’s telephone call.
Bingo.
Dreven.
“I’m not sure. I thought I heard something. Jeff went to go piss,” the guy explained to Dreven, turning toward his alpha. “But that was a few minutes ago. He should be back already.”
Gavin stood tall on all fours.
It was time to end this so he could take his mate home.
