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I spotted Tyrell and Vince and Frankie bringing even more wounded our way. Fifteen injured became twenty, twenty became thirty, thirty became forty-five. The numbers dipped when we lost someone. Meanwhile, the battle waged on.
“Fuck this,” I whispered to myself, pausing in my work to help a group of women carry over a cauldron full of water. “This is insane.” We set the cauldron on top of a raging fire to start boiling water.
As I resumed the bloody work, my addled brain slowly pieced together what Night had probably figured out before we’d even parted ways. Some-fucking-how, wolves as feral as the ones who had almost killed Vince and me in that cave a few weeks ago had organized themselves for this attack. That was unheard of in itself, but what was even more incredible was the fact that this had to have been a strategic effort. Otherwise, the battle would have been decided shortly after it started.
I wasn’t a warrior, but I could put two and two together. By attacking the border patrols that were spaced out with only a few wolves at each location, the ferals could do more damage than launching a full attack on the pack. My army was much larger than the ferals, and with the Wargs here as well, we presented an even larger force, but there was no protocol for a concerted feral attack like this. Ferals were vicious, crazed attackers, and from what I’d heard from Night, they wouldn’t hesitate to kill a child, let alone a full-grown wolf.
Please, Night, I thought, wiping blood from my hands and arms so I could help rip linen into strips for wraps. Please, please be safe. My wolf keened inside me. I didn’t understand why, but I knew she was telling me that he was in danger. I needed to get to him asap, but I couldn’t abandon my post here…
“Bryn!”
My head snapped up. Jasper and Tavi were sprinting my way. From what I could see, neither of them were injured, which set my heart at ease, though the wide, terrified expression on Tavi’s face left me feeling chilled to the bone.
“It’s great to see you both,” I said. “Jasper, I’m sure you’ve got to go help Night?”
“I’m on my way now.”
“Okay. Be safe.”
He reached for my arm and squeezed. “You too.”
As he sprinted off, I turned to Tavi. Now that she was close, I realized that her eyes, though still haunted, were laser-focused. She met my gaze head-on without wavering the way she’d been doing lately.
“Where do you need me, Alpha?” she asked.
My heart banged hard against my chest. “Tavi, are you sure you’re up to this?”
“Fuck no,” she replied. “I’m scared out of my mind, but I can keep it together for now. I want to do a good job as your beta.”
I wanted to hug her, but it wasn’t the time or the place. “Get yourself covered in sanitizer. I need those linens ripped into strips.”
She nodded. “I can do that.”
“And in the meantime, these women need direction. Dr. Stan or Violet or my mom can help you if you’re stuck, but our biggest issue is setting up another area to help the wounded.”
“Right, but Bryn?” Her eyebrows knitted together. “Are you going somewhere?”
“I have to speak to Night.” We needed to work together to find the location of the person pulling the strings.
“Okay. You can count on me.”
I nodded, and then ran off. I reached out to my wolf to help guide me to the closest location where there was danger—the northern border. On the way, I spotted Dom with an injured young wolf draped across his shoulders and another wolf under each arm. He was naked, and he was bleeding from cuts and bites along his body, but he couldn’t have transported three wolves to safety in his wolf form.
“Dom, bring the injured to the center of the compound. Tavi and a few others have more injured gathered there.”
He nodded and increased his pace.
“Wait, where’s Night?”
“He’s at the eastern border. That’s where most of the ferals are coming in.”
“Got it!” I altered course and pushed myself to run faster. The sound of chaos and fighting grew worse as I got closer to the border. Above the spot where the worst of the fighting was localized was a small rock formation. On top of that formation stood Harlon and Samson, wearing twin manic grins.
Something told me it wasn’t a coincidence that on the same day the two of them abandoned the pack, the feral attack began. They were behind this somehow, but I couldn’t fight them on my own. I needed Night.
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NIGHT
