CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE - FEAR

PIXIE

The rogues were all around us, closing in as Asha howled his warning to the pack. I could hear them dropping their kills in a rush to support their Alpha, but I did not know how far out they were, or if they'd make it in time.

I dipped low and lunged forward without a thought, snapping my jaws at a rogue who got too close to Asha's throat. I handed control over to my wolf, desperate to protect my mate, my Alpha, from the surprise rogue attack. My wolf sprang into action, my thoughts devolving into a steady string of "protect, defend, protect, defend', and my movements became more fluid. I was able to take in more information this way, with my wolf at the wheel. I counted the incoming wolves and watched each of them fall at Asha's feet. The only command I gave my wolf was to deny the urge to crawl under him to protect his exposed throat.

I had to stay out of his way; I could already sense his panic and concern for my wellbeing through the bond. And I knew that he be better equipp