Feral Love (Paranormal Alpha Werewolf Shifter Romance)

Feral Love (Paranormal Alpha Werewolf Shifter Romance) by Alison Walsh

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Authors: Alison Walsh
seemed to come from further and further away each time. Remy could only hope against all hopes that Locke might miss the village altogether but the familiar trees around her dashed that hope.
     
    Desperate, she reached for Locke…
     
    … and found herself nearly overwhelmed by rage and anguish. His emotions were hers as well. It shook her to the core, drawing something out from deep inside that made her wolf want to snarl and snap and tear and thrash until everything in front of her was dead.
     
    No! Calm down! She cried at her wolf.
     
    STAY OUT! Locke’s voice boomed.
     
    Desperate, she called after him. Locke! You have to stop this! You can’t do this! There are innocent people there! You can’t hurt them for something they had no part in!
     
    But the only thing she heard back was.
     
    Don’t tell me what to do, girl! Any collared wolves I meet, I’ll kill. Including you.
     
    And suddenly the link was broken and Remy saw the flickering lights of the village and heard the screams and shrieks of women and children as Locke and his wolves descended on them.

CHAPTER NINETEEN
     
    Pandemonium reigned in the village as the wild wolves loosed themselves. All around Remy were scenes of the brutal attack. A pair of wolves charged into a door, slamming it down. Snarls mixed with shrieks. An old woman was knocked to the ground by a wolf and it tore into her stomach, digging out the glistening entrails even as she clawed desperately to get away. Hunters were trying to rally a defense but they were overwhelmed by the wolves falling on them with teeth and claws flashing. Blood sprayed in the air and some held up their hand to fend off the attack. A wolf had a child by her foot and swung her savagely, slamming her head against a wall and then a tree.
     
    Some of the other wolves had shifted into their human forms when they saw there was no real resistance. One of them had broken into Justine’s home and chased her—still in her pajamas—outside. With a single lunge, he pushed her to the ground.
     
    “Hold still!” He barked as he tried to spread her legs.
     
    “No-o-o! St-Stop!” Justine shrieked and kicked at him. One of her foot connected and the wolf reeled back, his face bleeding.
     
    “Stupid little cunt!” He snarled and gave her a vicious backhand that drew blood and left her sobbing in the snow.
     
    Remy darted forward and closed her jaw around the would-be rapist’s neck. The man tried to shift but it was too late. Remy’s teeth clenched and she heard a crunch . The man twitched once, twice, then went still.
     
    Justine! Remy called out to her sobbing friend, who shrank back from her reddened snout. It’s me! It’s Remy! Shift! Shift and run!
     
    But Justine was frozen in place, her mind not quite comprehending what happened and instead of reacting, she simply shut down. Cursing, Remy turned away and headed for her house, hoping that Justine would come to her senses before some other wolf saw her.
     
    ***
     
    The shotgun was right where he left it. With a swift kick, Aaron brought it up to bear and aimed as best he could through the haze of alcohol. The barrel flashed and filled the air with the acrid smell of gunpowder. A wolf slipped in the snow and went still, steam rising from the gaping wound at its side.
     
    Fires were starting to break out all around. Some of the savages had shifted back to their human form and began ransacking the houses. Aaron pumped the shotgun and aimed it again. His finger applied the three point five ounces of pressure that spat fire from the barrel again. A savage fell in the snow.
     
    Then he saw her. Silver-furred with blood around her snout. He saw her and his heart broke.
     
    You’re one of them now… He knew what he needed to do. He was the Alpha of his pack. It was his duty to protect his pack, even if it meant doing what he had to do. “I love you, Remy…”
    The shotgun rose up again and Aaron squeezed the trigger.
     
    ***
     
    Hot lead pellets

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