| raise my voice. “All sprites are wee to take refuge on ournd. | am the Guardian of the Realm. | and my pack will protect


    you. Get to the packhouse, find someone to show you to a bunker. Go now!” |mand and as one, the nearly 100 sprites race


    past our borders, headed to the packhouse.


    Alexander’s wolf, Fynn, runs up, joining us. | turn to him. “Who is T?”


    “Their friend, Luna. Another sprite.” He mind links me.


    “Okay, we have sprites that have been taken prisoner. Some are injured and they are in cages. Alexander, Thomas, John, you’re


    on hostage rescue. Find them and get them to safety. The rest of you, we''re taking the hunters out.”


    | jump and shift and Eli and | turn our noses into the air. “I smell nearly 30.” He says to me, testing his use of my Guardian gift.


    “Thirty-three hunters.” | say through the mind link, opening it to everyone.


    | can smell the sprites. “Five sprites, separate cages, all are injured. Be careful with them.”


    “Split up and circle the hunters.” Eli states and our warriors split off into two groups. There are a couple of others, outside the


    circle that the pack is creating. Eli and | quietly walk around and quickly take them out without anyone raising the rm.


    We are walking back toward the group of hunters when the rm goes up. Louis puts his head in the air and howls just as the


    arrows and bullets start flying. We rush into the fray. | can see Alexander and his team trying to get the cages opened. One


    sprite, in particr, looks like it might be dead. | can’t worry about that now, so | refocus on the fight.


    Louis and Maia begin cleaving through the hunters. We take some hits from arrowsced with wolfsbane and Maia takes a bullet


    to the shoulder, but it doesn’t stop us. We rip through flesh and bone, tearing out throats, hearts and


    innards.


    | see a hunter taking aim at Alexander as he’s working to help one of the sprites. out of the cage. Maia grabs his arm, ripping it


    from his shoulder with an audible pop as the joint dislocates. The hunter screams, grabbing his shoulder, but the blood is


    gushing from his arm. | feel Louis behind us, and | turn as he grabs a hold of another hunter’s wrist with his teeth. The hunter


    had a knife and wasTêxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    about to stab me from behind. Maia bites into his thigh, making sure we puncture


    the femoral artery before taking a chuck of flesh out of his leg. He drops to the ground, and Louis sinks his teeth into his throat.


    | turn around and see that most of the hunters have been killed. Alexander and John have all but the one sprite and are running


    back to the packnds. | go over to Thomas''s wolf, Connor. He’s whining, nudging the sprite with his nose. | can just barely hear


    her little fluttering heartbeat. | turn to make sure there are no hunters around before shifting. | reach my hand in to the cage and


    realize that she is badly injured. This must be T. | can see where her wing has been ripped out of her back. She also feels


    very cold, and | remember it is something the twins. said about Alexander, that his fur was warm


    | ce her onto Connor’s back and watch as she nestles into him. “She’s freezing cold Luna.” Thomas mind links me.


    “Go slowly, don’t let her fall. Take her directly to Sirona.” | tell him and he takes off at a slow, careful jog.


    Elies up behind me. “Is that one alive?”


    “Barely, I''ll check on her when we''re back. Are they all dead?” | ask, turning to look at the carnage.


    “Yes, and you''re injured.” He says, looking at my shoulder.


    | look at it, realizing that he’s right. | had forgotten about the bullet in my shoulder. “Bullet.”


    He nods. “It needs toe out. Do you want me to do it, or wait until we are back?”


    “Let''s check our pack and we need to dispose of these hunters before moree looking for them. My shoulder can wait.


    Cooper


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    Poor Tut hope she makes it