inside,” Sean said.
Looking up at the sky, he gasped at the beauty that was the sunshine, glaring down at him. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The sun hadn’t burst him into flames. He was alive, and the sun was so warm.
“He doesn’t need to,” Patricia said. “His link with Sandra is keeping him alive, and that same link is helping her to teleport them out of there. We can’t stop her, Lucas.”
“You let Sandra put her life at risk? I told you I would do everything in my power to protect her, and you’re doing this.” He gestured around the field full of wolves.
They were interrupted by Sandra bringing another person in. Lucas stepped forward, and Sandra rushed toward him. She was shaking, and he knew she’d pushed herself too hard.
“You’re going to kill yourself,” he said, wrapping his arms around her.
“No, killing you is our job.” The growl came from the house, and they all turned to see The Cure swarming out of it. Lucas had never seen such a large group of vampires in one place.
“So, you’ve gone to steal our bounty, have you?” The one at the head of the caped vampires removed his headpiece, and Lucas didn’t recognize him, but he was a vampire. Next, all of The Cure started to remove their capes and smirked at them.
“They think they’ve got a chance of winning. Poor little babies.”
“No one steals from The Cure.”
The one at the head started down the steps and tutted. “It’s not even the height of the full moon, and you think you can take us on? Packs have tried and failed. No one can fight a vampire.”
Sandra’s shaking had started to stop. Goosebumps erupted over Lucas’s arms as, before his eyes, Sandra’s wolf flowed into her veins.
Not only was his woman’s wolf flowing into his veins, she had somehow created a connection to the whole of the pack, and together they were starting to heal, to flow with blood.
Looking toward Patricia and Sean, Lucas witnessed the witch and warlock chanting together, channeling the energy to create one large pack, bound together with hope, rather than a bunch of wolves from different packs.
“I killed three of your kind,” Sandra said. Her voice had changed with the control of her wolf. She tilted her head to the side, and Lucas witnessed the beast inside coming out.
Help me, Lucas. Help me fight them.
His fangs elongated, and so did his nails, becoming more claws than nails.
Their mating had given them the advantage to take out The Cure.
What the group of vampires had tried to do was knock the balance between good and evil. They had awakened the good to their evil, and Lucas was so aroused in that moment. He wanted fuck Sandra.
Instead, he kept an eye on the threat coming toward them.
“You lie.”
“I don’t tell lies. I snapped their necks like twigs and covered myself in their blood.” Sandra chuckled. “Their ashes are out there somewhere, coating the earth. It’s not here, though.”
“No one steals from The Cure.”
“I take what I want, and you will all die tonight. Your control is over.”
“She’s a wolf.”
“How is she a wolf?”
“The wrong done to our world cannot be undone, but it can be stopped from getting worse.”
Before he knew what was happening, Sandra had charged toward the leader of the vampires.
Reacting, he raced toward the group of vampires and rushed them, slamming his claws into one vampire’s chest. He grabbed his heart, squeezed, and yanked out his organ, snapping his neck at the final touch. Rushing to the next, Lucas kept on fighting, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Sandra pounding the lead vampire.
The group of wolves had also taken on the vampires, and The Cure was discovering how weak they were when hit by a real opponent. The Cure was weak, and they had only succeeded in killing because they had divided packs and conquered them, hitting everyone at their weakest moment.
When he realized that, Lucas fought harder.
Turning back toward his woman,