Alpha Loren novel Chapter 44

November 3rd

After that all hell broke loose. Haden's men kept emerging out of the trees, snarling and growling until they were completely surrounding the truck. Leo's men fought them hard and with more force than I could ever imagine but they were vastly outnumbered and I could only see this going one way.

"Blair, call for back up," Leo ordered, his face creased with worry as he jumped off the truck and dragged me by my wrist with him.

He fought through what had become a battlefield, defending us both from approaching attackers. One he kicked in the stomach so hard that he flew back and hit a tree, his body instantly turning limp, another he slashed across the throat with a knife, blood spurting everywhere.

I took a deep breath in and clenched my jaw unable to process the amount of violence occurring around me.

"In a minute, when the coast is clear," he said pulling me behind a tree but keeping his eyes scanning all around us. "I'm going to ask you to run and you will run as fast as you can South for as far as you can without looking back, understand?"

I hesitated for a mere second, "I said do you understand?" He asked shaking my shoulders.

I nodded and swallowed, "Y-yes."

"Okay," he replied in a softer tone. He then quickly kissed my lips and looked around once more. "Go."

This time I didn't hesitate and raced away from my mate and the relative safety he provided. I had no idea where I was or where I was going. I just had to follow Leo's order to simply run South.

Obeying Leo's commands was something I'd always struggled with. Sometimes I had good reasons, sometimes it was just for the sake of it. But when I spotted Mateo struggling with an Ayas warrior pinning him to the ground as he desperately tried to keep the blade of a sharp knife away from his throat, it was certainly a good reason.

I gripped the knife Leo had given me and took a few deep breaths. But with Mateo getting closer and closer to decapitation, I had little time to prepare myself and just lurched forward and before the Ayas soldier could see me coming, delved the so-called magical knife into his back.

I nearly vomited as blood began to spurt out but my shock of what had just happened made doing anything but standing dumbstruck impossible. I was sure I had seen the knife glow for a short second but perhaps even more peculiarly, the man had completely frozen and dropped to the floor like a dead leaf. He still seemed very much alive yet unable to move in any way.

Mateo scrambled out from underneath the limp body and stared down with as much confusion as me.

"Did I...kill him?" I asked.

"No..." he replied prodding the man with his foot. "I guess that thing paralyses people."

"Well shit," I cursed. 

"Thank you by the way," Mateo said. "You saved my life but now you need to run before I have to save yours."

I nodded and he raced back in the direction of the fighting as I raced in the direction away from it.

Just as I picked up my speed, I made eye contact with somebody. He was tall and strong looking and heading right for me. Without hesitation, I changed my direction and moved my short little legs faster than I ever thought they could go. I glanced over my shoulder he had shortened the distance between us and his glare had got more murderous. Although much faster than me, he was big and I had little faith in his agility. So I began running in a zig zag line, weaving through trees and slipped through small gaps in the brances.

I learnt at school once to never run in a straight line if a crocodile is chasing you because they're muscular and fast but struggle with corners and turns. Today that man is the metaphorical crocodile.

After glancing over my shoulder, I found that the crocodile was adapting. He was finding short cuts around my weaving excursion and beginning to gain on me again.

10 metres away.

I considered shifting but I knew that would only make him shift and his wolf would be even stronger and faster.