Ten wolves- that's how many he'd already killed to get close to her.
There were five more standing between them and another three on her.
She'd managed to kill two, get their sister to safety, and yet here he was, trying his best to get to Helena.
Three, she'd killed three now as Romeo watched one of the wolves trying to restrain her.
As Romeo went through the wolves before him, more appeared.
'Where are they coming from?' he hissed at Ryder.
'I can't catch their scent,' Ryder answered. 'There's magic involved.'
Magic, the same thing that killed his mother, that Helena's father had possessed.
'Where the fuck are you!' Romeo shouted through the Alpha bond with Neil.
'What the fuck— how—' Neil asked.
'Part of the transition. Now tell me you're near,' Romeo hissed as he took another wolf down, severing his head from his body.
'A few minutes out,' Neil answered. 'Another group from Stonehill is on its way too.'
'Good,' Romeo said before cutting the link.
