Asher blocks it. He shifted at some point. Massive gray wolf. Eyes glowing with malice. Between us and freedom.
"You really thought it would be that easy?" His voice in my head. Pack link. "You really thought I'd let you just walk out with her?"
"Get behind me." I push Freya backward. Position myself between her and the threat.
More wolves flood into the room. Six. Eight. Ten. All shifted. All ready to tear us apart.
We're surrounded. Outnumbered. Outmatched.
I'm weak and she can't shift. We have no weapons. No backup. No options.
"This is where it ends Adrian." Asher prowls closer. "You die. She watches. Then she dies knowing you couldn't protect her."
"Or." I shift again. Despite the agony. Despite knowing I'm too weak for this. "You get through me first. And I promise that won't
