“Thomas! Stop her!” thundered Dane, rushing over.
Henrik wrenched the handle of the whip from her, but as he handed it to Dane and began to free Lucas, the she-wolf lunged again. She was now holding the pliers as a weapon and her wild eyes were fixed on the Alpha.
Acting on sheer instinct, Henrik dove and intercepted her, his entire body weight crashing on top of her on the cold, hard concrete. Thomas let out a painful, sorrowful roar, and Henrik opened his eyes to see the back of her skull cracked open, blood quickly pooling from it.
He’d killed her. He hadn’t meant to, but his weight, combined with the speed and the hard floor…
The sound of clothes ripping sliced through
