Things That Go Hump In The Night by Lily Marie, Terra Wolf, Artemis Wolffe, Mercy May, Amanda Jones, Bliss Devlin, Steffanie Holmes, Christy Rivers, Lily Thorn, Lucy Auburn Read Free Book Online Page A

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    Alex and Logan helped drag Meredith along since she was fighting them and the chopper was practically in the field now. But I didn’t care; this man was going to die for daring to touch her. I roared at him and then bit him on the arm as he screamed in agony. The men on the roof were still shooting but I didn’t slow down. Derek was beside me, pushing me with his huge wolf body toward the chopper but I refused to leave. My vision was filled with red rage and I knew that I was going to miss the chopper again. But at least Meredith would be safe. I picked the man up in my mouth and shook him like a rag doll and threw him twenty feet away, where he landed with a crunch of broken bones.
    Derek roared at me from my side, and I knew he wanted me to get to the field. The men on the rooftops had stopped shooting and were running away, but I knew the man lying on the ground was still alive. The chopper was very loud now; it was going to land in the next ten seconds. Derek roared again next to me, and this time I roared back, my rage making my body shake. The chopper was down now. I advanced on the man; he must die.
    “TREVOR!” screamed Meredith from the field, and I heard her even with the sounds of the chopper. I stopped dead at her voice and looked back at the field. Suddenly my human side was warring with my wolf side. My wolf side wanted vengeance, and my human side wanted to leave with Meredith. Derek whined next to me, and I knew he was trying to tell me to pick my human side.
    “TREVOR, PLEASE!” Meredith screamed again, and I turned and ran toward the field with Derek at my side. The chopper was lifting off in four seconds and we were still about thirty feet away and we hadn’t shifted back yet. I could see Michael, Alex, and Logan in human form holding Meredith back in the open door of the chopper. I looked at Derek as we ran full out and at two seconds from lift-off we both leaped, shifting while we were soaring through the air, and landed in a jumble of human limbs inside the chopper just as it picked up off the ground.
    Meredith fell down beside me, crying and clinging to me, while the members of the chopper crew looked at us with awe and a small amount of fear.
    “You’re bleeding!” Meredith cried and I looked down at my body. She was right; I had several bullet holes. I looked over at Derek and saw that he did, too. Suddenly, I was exhausted and I slumped to the floor. My last thought as the blood dripped from my body was that I’d do it all again.

 
     
    Epilogue:
     
    It had been two months since I’d seen Meredith. We were back in Colorado Springs now and General Lockhart refused to tell me where she was. I had woken up at Walter Reed with Derek beside me, both of us hooked up to machines and tubes. I had fifteen bullet wounds and Derek had twelve. My body hurt but I wasn’t worried. I knew I would fully heal and so would Derek. And we had.
    I kept asking anyone I saw where Meredith was, and no one would answer me. The guys visited us and I grilled them about her; they all said that when we landed on the Navy ship she had been escorted away and they never saw her again.
    When I had arrived back at the army base in Colorado Springs, I had asked General Lockhart for special leave so I could go to Massachusetts and search for Meredith. He refused, telling me that I needed to move past what happened and let her live her life. That was one week ago. I had called every number for the last name ‘Dunne’ that I could find in Massachusetts and had no luck. None of them knew Meredith. I couldn’t believe the pain I felt at her absence in my life – much more pain than any bullets could give me. I was shattered on the inside, and I suspected it showed on the outside as well.
    A few days ago I realized that Meredith knew where I was and if she wanted to reach out to me she surely would have by then. That day was my undoing.
     
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    I heard a distinctive knock on my door and knew it was Michael.