Chapter Seven
Laila’s POV
“Kill the rogue!” Rico’s roar bounced off the cold brick walls of the alley. “And tear that girl away from him, bring her to me alive!”
The alley exploded.
Twelve broad-shouldered Delta wolves surged forward at once, weapons raised, boots heavy against the wet pavement.
Zane didn't flinch. He didn't step back. He didn't make a sound.
Before the first blade could swing, his hand clamped around my upper arm. His grip was warm and tight, pulling me hard against his side. In one swift movement, he shoved me back into a narrow brick alcove between two massive metal dumpsters.
“Stay down,” he growled, his body completely blocking the mouth of the gap.
I hit the wall, my breathing ragged, my hands pressing flat against the cold, damp brick. I couldn't see the sky
