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Please gods, please.

Bam!She got hit again. This time from the other side. Raven cawed in pain as something grabbed her wings and pulled. No, not something, but two pairs of somethings. The sounds of Thor’s howls and snarls from down below echoed in her ears, and the realization she might never see him sent icy tendrils of fear spiking through her heart.

Caw! Caw! Caw!

The shortened caw of the Crows filled her head, and she wanted to scream her rage. It was them. The Pine Murder. Four of their Crows had been waiting for her to cross the boundary line. And now, because of her foolishness, they had her now.

Disoriented and scared out of her mind, Nica tried to fight. A viciously sharp peck from the biggest Crow, from Jack’s monster bird, had blood dripping down her face. She was immobilized as their sharp talons dug into her wings, forcing them wide.

She cried out, to no avail, as they yanked her far away from the Dire Wolf Pack. Far away fromhim. Thor’s howls were further away now. He was following her on the ground, but the crows flew higher and higher, zigzagging until her mate couldn’t see them any longer.

The Crows knew better than to lead the Demon Wolf over the forest. Her heart broke for what she could have had as they dragged her away from the first taste of happiness she had ever known. Smarter than she gave them credit for, the Crows headed for the highway, where dozens of normals might overlook a bunch of birds, but not a monstrous Wolf.

Cursing her stupidity, she croaked one more time. A Raven’s goodbye to the only man she ever loved. Who knew what Jack would do with her now? She didn’t even care.

Oh gods, no. Thor, forgive me. I am so sorry. So very sorry.

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Thor raced like a madman back to the Pack House. He didn’t even bother to grab clothes as he hunted Derrick down.

“Fuck Thor, put on some pants,” the Alpha growled, covering his mate’s eyes with his big hand.

“They took her,” he growled, barely holding on to his fury.

“What?! They came on our lands?” the Alpha asked, standing up swiftly.

“No. She crossed the boundary in the woods. Fuck, it’s my fault. She wanted to go for a ride on my bike, then she said something about our bond being too much and I cut it off. I was stupid and hurt, but then she was flying and I, I couldn’t fucking warn her! I acted like a possessive asshole and now my mate is in the hands of the motherfucker who hurt her in the first place!”

Thor fell to his knees, holding on to his head as pain the likes of which he never felt filled him. The shadow spirits were lurking closer, then, begging him to let them in, promising to give him the vengeance he desired. He wasn’t strong enough to resist them. Thor couldn’t hold on to his grip on this world, his sanity, anything—not without her. Nica was his everything, and he’d ben to weak and proud to take care of her. He let this happen. By pushing too hard. Not talking enough. This was his fault.

“Thor? Thor! Stop! Stop it right now!”

The Alpha command snapped him out of that dark place he’d fallen into. When he focused, he saw not Derrick, but Lucy, and she was kneeling in front of him. His face stung, and from the position of her arm, he realized the tiny Alpha fem must have slapped him. Hard, too.

“Nica needs you right now. I don’t give a crap what the Council said. Those Crows took her against her will. That is kidnapping. Now, are you ready to get your mate back?” she asked.

“Lucy,” Derrick started, but the woman flashed a glare at her mate before turning back to Thor.

“You call the Council or the Lowell brothers or whoever the fuck else you want, Derrick, but Nica is my friend, and I am going with her mate to get her back.”

“Fuck,” the Alpha snarled, then added. “But put on some fucking pants, Thor. I’m not sitting next to you with your dick hanging out, for fuck’s sake.”

“We are gonna get her back,” Lucy reassured him, before standing up.

Thor nodded, too numb to do much else. He ran to his room, grabbed some clothes, and raced outside in jeans and his boots. He could do without the rest. Dark energy swirled around him, and Thor didn’t need to look in the mirrors of his Harley to see his eyes were completely black.

He’d been trying so hard to balance his life, half in and half out of the other world, he never fully realized what that did to those around him. Anger and fury, the rage of restless spirits batted against him, but he had no time for that. Thor had one focus now.

Nica.

He revved his engine, growling in satisfaction as the sounds of his Pack mates bikes echoed his. Together, they hauled ass like bats out of hell, or Wolves on the prowl, he supposed. The Pine Murder thought they could hide behind laws, but the Dire Wolves were a law unto themselves. They had been for eons. No shit stain Crow King was going to change that.

Jack Branwen had fucked with the wrong female. Maybe trusted his men to keep him safe. Or maybe because he hid behind petty rules, he thought they applied to everyone. Fucking scumbag. He had no idea what he was fucking with. Thor didn’t care about the rules or man or beast.

He was a motherfucking Seer. He dealt with things small minds like Branwen’s could not even comprehend. That asshole had riled the wrong monster. Demon Wolf was coming now. And he was angry as fuck.

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