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Her Wolf's Demands: A Wolf Shifter Paranormal Romance (The Witch's Pack Book 2), page 17

 

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  A gasping sob left me as the pain in my chest intensified. My spirit wolf paced my brain, begging me to check on my mate.

  I turned slowly, unable to gather any speed, despite the urgency. The pain in my chest was too great, it wrenched my soul.

  “Drake?” I breathed, stumbling around the corner.

  Malone’s white fur was red from head to toe, his breathing shallow. No, I couldn’t do this again. How was he so hurt anyway?

  Drake held up the dagger I’d diverted, pointing to where he’d just pulled it out of the alpha’s chest. Shit, I’d saved my brother by moving the blade, not realising that Malone had snuck around Ertha. So, if he died, it would be all my fault.

  Sobs erupted from me, shaking my hands as I tried to cover his wound. There was silver in the dagger, it was easy to see as the clean part of it twinkled from the overhead lights.

  “Malone,” I whispered, bending my head to his ear. “You can’t leave me. I need you.”

  His eyes fluttered open, the brown and amber irises focusing on me for only a second before the black started to swallow up the white surrounding it.

  “No!”

  I shook Malone, about to scream, when Drake wrapped his arms around me. “Use the magic of the stones, sister,” he said. “Quickly. You can heal him. I’ll give you my remaining magic. We can do this together.”

  Without thinking, I pressed my hands against Malone’s chest, right next to his heart and recited a spell that my mother had taught us when we had grazed our knees as children. It was a wound healing spell, one that would knit flesh back together.

  Malone was on death’s door, the silver that penetrated his chest clearly having done damage to his organs, if not his heart.

  “I won’t let you die.” Tears blinded my vision, so I closed my eyes and cried out the spell, willing my magic into the wolf.

  Drake rocked me, copying the words and holding me together. If he hadn’t have held me, I would’ve broken apart.

  Magic burned my insides as it spread from Drake and into me, travelling down my arms and into Malone. My weeping was loud as the last of the spell died away and my body heated up. My muscles cramped as I hunched over, channelling the magic that Drake had given me straight into Malone’s wounds.

  Pain exploded in my brain as Drake went slack, falling off me and onto the floor. My head pounded as the darkness rushed into the corner of my eyes and dragged me under with it.

  “Della?”

  Someone shook my shoulder only seconds after I’d blacked out, waking me instantly. Fingers dug into my shoulder as a wet drop landed on my cheek, jolting me out of the darkness. My weak body refused to comply with my demand to move.

  “You saved me…” His deep raspy voice stroked me alive.

  My eyes popped open as his arms lifted me onto his lap. Malone’s eyes were bright, creasing at the sides in happiness. They were human again and very much alive.

  “Thank fuck.” I grabbed either side of his head and planted my lips on his. “You’re…”

  My throat closed, strangling the words that wanted to expel from me. So much had gone on, I couldn’t keep up with my thoughts. Malone was alive because of Drake.

  Drake.

  Sitting up, I searched the floor. Drake was passed out, his head resting on… Rochelle’s lap? I’d wondered what all the new smells had been, but not had a chance to process.

  “He’s okay,” Rochelle said, stroking my brother’s hair out of his face. “… He saved our alpha.”

  “How do you know?” I blurted, attempting to get up from my comfy resting place.

  Malone’s arms tightened around me, compelling me to stay cradled in his lap. He was naked, his smooth chest pressed against my shoulder. A thin line of a red welt on his skin was the only sign that he’d almost died.

  The shuffling of feet nearby made me look up. Manual and Lionel were surveying the room, checking on Ertha and returning the drowning fish into intact tanks. Wait, didn’t some fish eat other fish?

  Rochelle shrugged and shook Drake’s shoulder. He snorted, sitting upright and blinking awake. Relief flooded my veins, helping me to relax against my nice resting place.

  “Are you alright?” Both Drake and I asked each other at the same time.

  Malone chuckled and shook his head, stroking my damp hair out of my face and picking a piece of glass out of my cheek. I cringed at the pain and climbed off his lap, not appreciating the picking monkey act, although it was quite sweet, technically.

  He got to his feet, grunting as he stretched his back. I waved a hand over his chest and spelled some clothes. Yes, the two men in my life were comfortable around one another, but Drake didn’t need a flesh display. I wanted to ease him into the company of the pack gently.

  “Ertha’s definitely dead,” Manual announced, shrugging when Rochelle punched him in the arm. “What? She was out of line.”

  Going to Drake, I pulled him aside. “Thank you,” I said, clinging to his arm, “for saving Malone. You risked your life.”

  His hand came up to my head, and he pulled me to him, pressing his forehead against mine. “I figured that you’d saved me enough. It was my turn to repay the favour.”

  Emotion burst from me, laughter accompanying the sob that choked my throat closed. My brother had given everything to save Malone. Not for the alpha, he hardly knew him, but for me.

  “I can see he makes you happy,” Drake said, cupping my cheek, “and you deserve to be happy. I can make my own life now.”

  “Well,” Malone interrupted from where he stood, “I do have an incredible apartment in Brighton, Drake. You’re welcome to live there for as long as you need.”

  Rochelle approached and nudged my side, reaching for me as soon as Drake let go. Her arms came around me, hugging me close.

  “Thank you,” Drake said, nodding his acceptance to Malone. “I’ll take you up on that offer.”

  “And you?” Rochelle asked me. “Will you come home with the pack? Where you belong?”

  Manual cleared his throat, raising his eyebrows when we looked at him.

  He glanced at Lionel who rolled his eyes and shook his head. Clearing his throat, the werewolf looked directly at Drake. “Thank you for saving our alpha. Your bravery in facing Ertha has proven that you’re worthy of being associated with our pack.”

  “Is that forgiveness I hear?” Rochelle joked, flicking her red hair when Drake glanced at her.

  Lionel inclined his head towards Drake before turning back to Malone. I shared a smile with my brother as he breathed a visible sigh of relief. At least the wolves no longer had it in for either of us.

  “There is another problem,” Lionel said, shuffling on his feet.

  Malone had been watching us, a slight grin stretching the corner of his lips. A flash of desire mixed with gratitude that he was still alive tingled every inch of me.

  His chest rising, Malone tilted his head to the side. “Please tell me the ritual won’t go ahead now that Ertha is dead.”

  “Correct, the ritual won’t go ahead tonight,” Manual took over, stepping away from Ertha’s body where it hung on the wall.

  A shudder moved me as I avoided looking at the witch who had been prepared to kill both my brother and I. Not one to shy away from death, I made an exception with the leader of the coven. Mostly because I’d been the one to kill her. And although there was a tiny part of me relieved that she was dead, I wished it hadn’t have had to been that way.

  “However,” Lionel said, drawing my attention away from the witch. “When we went to check on Neil, he was dead. No one got into the cell, no one got out. He must have done it himself.”

  My phone pinged, distracting everyone as they tried to talk. I grabbed it out and checked it, suddenly inexplicably afraid of who it might be.

  You may have killed Ertha and ruined my plan for now, but I will never allow Malone to live.

  “It’s Kieran,” I blurted, holding out my shaking hand and showing everyone the text.

  They scowled in unison, erupting into chatter to discuss how they were going to kill the traitor. Their methods were interesting and a little disturbing.

  Malone dragged me away and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me to him. “It’s okay,” he whispered, lowering his head to my head. “I’ll kill Kieran before he gets to me.”

  “And the Crawley Pack?”

  Shrugging, he chuckled, the sound low in his deep chest. “With you by my side, they’ll be obliterated. Or converted. Whatever they’d prefer.”

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  Published in 2021

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  Rachel Medhurst grew up in Surrey, England. She writes to prove that no matter where you come from, you can be anything you want to be. Your past may shape you but it doesn't define you. When Rachel isn't writing, she can be found reading and walking in nature.

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