Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret

Chapter 181

Chapter 181

I get a split second to hear answering howls in the distance-Roberts pack members and the few guys I

brought with me from the Rathbom pack-before the enemy wolves descend in a rush of snarling,

glowing eyes and bared teeth.

I’m smaller than them, but I quickly realize I’m also faster.

I dodge snapping teeth and raking claws, but there’s too many of them, and eventually I have to fight.

I go low, clamping my jaws around a leg and biting down until I feel bones breaking. I lunge at another

and bite its underbelly. But they’re circling and the next wave, I’m forced to defend more than attack

because they are coming at me three at a time.

I bite and slash, kicking out and clawing.

My limbs are an endless fury of motion, slashing and tearing, never stopping lest they get a hold of me,

and by sheer numbers, I’ll

be overcome.

I’m in survival mode, thinking of nothing except doing whatever it takes to stay alive.

I hear a vicious growl, and another wolf comes streaking out of the woods.

At first, I think even more enemy wolves are attacking, but this new wolf I don’t recognize-huge, silver,

with darker fur around his muzzle and ears-begins attacking the wolves who are trying to hurt me.

He’s vicious and relentless, tearing through the other wolves at inhuman speed, and for the first time I

think I might actually survive this.

A wolf snaps at me, catching me on the shoulder and I can’t help but yelp.

The silver wolf-face and chest now covered in dark crimson blood-lunges toward me and savages the

wolf that had sun

into me.

In another few moments, the wolves who aren’t already dead seem to finally get a hint that they’re

outmatched, and turn tail, fleeing into the woods. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Almost as soon as they’re gone, I shift back, panting, feeling nauseous at the blood spattered all over

me.

At how close I came to being killed on my own family’s landa.

In the distance, I can hear the howls of the Roberts and Rathborn wolves getting closer.

They’ll be here within moments, but if not for the silver wolf, they would have been too late.

I would have already been dead.

A few seconds later, the silver wolf shifts as well, and the man straightens, covered in even more blood

than I am.

He turns to face me, and my heart drops into my feet.

I can’t believe it.

“What are you doing here?”