BRAD COULD HEAR THE snarl of the wolves ahead and he kept on running.
Please let us not be too late.
Then he saw them.
The pack were fighting the Rogues! Without them.
He stopped and waited impatiently for his sister to get off as he saw Grayson take out a Rogue.
Tabby fell to the ground and he raced off.
Please get to safety little sister. This isn’t a fight for you.
He ran into the fray and saw Aaron surrounded by a group of wolves. And who was at his back, but Brad’s own mate!
Fucking hell! They’re going to die!
The Rogues pounced and Brad knew he was too far away. He raced through the pack, jumping for the wolf attached to Grayson’s neck.
He ripped him off and threw him away.
Stephen cried out and Brad charged, head butting the wolf who had flattened his mate.
He jumped on
