A panicked shout and the screaming of hooves jerked Callie’s focus back to the field. Fenn had the ball, but Stonecypher was rushing at him, mallet raised dangerously. Wes was only a yard behind and then in a blink he and his horse were wedged between Fenn and Stonecypher. The mallet swung and Callie leaped to her feet, trying to see what happened. Wes’s horse reared, his muscles gleaming, mouth frothing, as it screamed. Wes slipped off the back of the horse and hit the ground. A sickening fear gripped her in its jaws. The horse stumbled and rolled over Wes before it got back up onto its feet.
“Wes!” Callie screamed and kicked off her heels so she could run across the field faster. All she could think about was getting to him. She had to. Tears blurred her eyes and she choked down sobs. H
