Page 113 of Savage Mates

Limbs and pieces of wood were crashing against the buildings, debris flying everywhere. He kept the weapon pointed at me as he headed toward the plane.

A strange sense of beautiful knowing rushed my mind, the same prickles I felt when my lions were near enveloping every inch of me.

“You need to let me go,” I told Kyle.

“Not a chance. I’ll get a hefty finder’s fee for taking you with us. Life on a beach.”

“Hmmm… Not a good move.”

Another rustle and a series of low growls grabbed his attention.

“What the fuck?” he hissed.

The lions appeared without weapons, all in their animal majesty. They had him surrounded, standing still while the wind whipped around them.

All with eyes concentrated on one man.

I felt his sense of terror. And as every coward usually did, he only thought about himself and his safety.

“Get away from me or I’ll kill her.” He lifted the rifle. Too bad the angle wouldn’t allow him to point the barrel at me.

The lions moved closer. His fear increased.

The rush of adrenaline tearing through me was impressive. And I wasn’t afraid.

“What the fuck,” Kyle hissed, alternating pointing the weapon at one lion then another.

“I guess it’s a good day to meet your maker.” While he was in shock, I elbowed him while snapping my hand around the weapon, catching him off guard. He was pitched backwards and I immediately swung around even as he was stupid enough to come for me again.

The harsh smash was followed by a cracking sound, blood spurting from his mouth and nose. He immediately placed his hand over his face, still trying to come for me.

Thor growled.

Zeus roared.

The sound Titus made was pure savagery.

After one more hard hit, I managed to knock him to the ground and I walked away, hissing as I did.

“He’s all yours, boys.” I told my lions as I passed. The girl I’d once been was now long gone. The new one was much stronger, more resilient. And she had reasons to live.

All because of her lions.

They didn’t need to tell me to get back to the building and to safety. I jogged in that direction, feeling Thor’s, Zeus,’ and Titus’ heated glares.

The quiet reverence of how they stood watching, waiting lasted only briefly before they lunged forward, attacking Kyle.

Perhaps I’d have nightmares from the harsh screams erupting from the monstrous soldier.

But I doubted it.

The rain began to fall once again, huge drops pelting against my skin.

The attack took no time, the horrific noise once again drowned out by the typhoon. When I was safe against the building, I shielded my eyes, able to see the plane that was already taxiing down the runway. They certainly weren’t taking any chances the lions would interrupt their escape.

As the pride returned, my three mates in the front, I was surprised they hadn’t shifted. The rain washed away the blood and Thor padded closer.

“You were a bad girl.”I clearly heard his thoughts.