Free to Love (The Tribe MC: Chase of Prey Book 3) by Heather West Read Free Book Online Page A

Johnson around the waist. It lifted him high into the air, pinning his arms tightly at his sides.
    “Would you like some help?” Sebastian asked calmly.
    The rogue’s teeth almost grazed the detective’s neck. “Yes, dammit!” Johnson yelled. It was obvious that the rogue was about to break his ribs.
    Sebastian rolled his eyes, slipped his silver knuckles onto one hand and punched the rogue in the face.
    Roaring in pain and surprise, the rogue dropped to the detective. Sebastian thrust his blade deep within its chest, aiming for the lungs. Without the ability to breathe, nothing could live, not even a werewolf.
    The cops who were not Hunters were all freaking out, and Cara couldn’t really blame them. A few of them headed for the door but before they could get there, the windows were shattered by rogues coming into the house. Cara could hear the children chanting and knew that some of the older women had taught them to reinforce the spells as much as possible to keep them safe. That spoke volumes about how bad it was out there.
    It was even worse inside. Dozens of rogues poured into the house, their massive bodies easily taking down cops and quite a few of the Tribe and Fallen. The Hunters began to help force the rogues back.
    They were all exhausted, the earlier battle had drained them. Sebastian and Cara both knew that this had been deliberate. The rogues who’d poured into the circle were not the same rogues that they were fighting now. Gregory had purposely sent in his second-stringers to the circle and his top fighters to the house. He had made sure that this ragtag little bunch of Tribe survivors would be weak and tired.
    But Gregory had not anticipated the presence of the Hunters and the police. Some of the cops recovered almost immediately and grabbed the nearest weapon that would help take the rogues down. One particularly resourceful officer, a middle-aged woman, had grabbed a poker from the old fireplace and was shoving it through a rogue’s chest.
    Sebastian yelled, “Try to take off their heads or take out their lungs! It’s the only way to keep them down! Cara, once they’re down, I need you to take care of the rest of it!”
    Cara didn’t have to ask him what he meant. Every time a rogue went down she was there, that clean blue light flashing from her fingers as she used her magic to remove the rogue’s heads from their bodies.
    A few of the Tribe women were busy grabbing the heads and piling them into a fireplace so that nobody could be accidentally bitten. Even in death, a rogue could bite once or twice. The jaws often opened and then snapped closed as the head was severed.
    One moment Sebastian was standing in front of her, battling shoulder-to-shoulder with Johnson. Cara looked away just for a moment, long enough to detach the heads of two more dead rogues, but when she looked up again, Sebastian was gone. Terror gripped her. The room was filled with a rising mass of people, rogues, blood and fur.
    She tried to battle her way through the crowd, desperately looking for Sebastian’s blond head, but she couldn’t see it anywhere.
    Had a rogue ripped him to bits? Was he alive? What would happen to him if he was bitten by a rogue? Would that remove his ability to resist human flesh? All she knew was that he was gone and she was terrified and that she wanted him back.
    When she finally caught a glimpse of him in the throng, it only made her more afraid. He was running out the door, chasing a rogue that she recognized: Gregory! She made her way out of the reeking charnel house, weeping with disgust and fright, tripping over bodies and severing heads as she went into the crisp air of the night beyond.
    Sebastian and Gregory were facing each other in a small clearing. The moon sparkled off Sebastian’s silver rings and necklaces. His hips moved easily and almost intimately in his tight jeans. He was slowly making circling the enormous, vicious beast that was growling and gathering its muscles to leap