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I try to turn back To follow orders The part of hts for control

Butit

It’s too late—I siven up on being rescued

It’s wrong to disobey a command We may not be Special Ops any more, but wolves also follow their leader, and Rafe is our alpha Still, I can’t stop my wolf He needs to save the huround as I head toward the shack

“Abort one I leap, a silent shadow, onto the wooden platform

The first guard dies aluard whirls, fingers scraun when two hundred plus pounds of wolf lands on hioes down, and I silence him with my teeth

Permanently

I hear shots and raise my head My muzzle is slick, and there’s blood in my mouth On the other side of the shack, our team attacks the diesel truck I forced the orders It’s the only option now

A few rowl from Lance’s wolf, and the sound of screas for a ine cuts off, and there’s silence

“Godda whisper-shouts He’s still in hu up to the deck with his rifle outstretched “You were supposed to follow orders”

My wolf bares his teeth at him

“Fucking loco,” Channing mutters as he brushes byeach dark corner before entering the shack A few seconds later, he starts talking in a low, soothing voice to the hostage

I’lad he can because I would scare the hell out of her

I growl and turn away,sure all threats have been eliminated