All Hell Breaking Loose by Mandy Rosko

Author:Mandy Rosko [Rosko, Mandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781622415137
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

It felt less like they had won the battle and more that the wild wolves had decided to retreat simply because they’d had enough sport and were finished in their game.

No one congratulated themselves as the wolves vanished into the trees, though several of Silus’s alphas were still able-bodied and more than willing to give chase. Silus called them back to assist in damage control.

God only knew how many of the omegas had been taken. Silus had watched them being carried off screaming and flailing in the arms of their captors, while he’d been helpless to assist and forced to fight the wolves in front of him even when he attempted to leave the battle so he might offer his aid.

His home, his beautiful home, looked ready to fall down. There was only one person within it that he cared for at the moment, and suspicion and fear began to build up the moment he noticed how his lover had yet to run out and into his arms now that the danger was gone.

What did come was much worse.

Instead of Cedric, Mitch, one of the younger alphas, yet still old enough to battle, leaped out of a gaping hole in the house and ran across the grass as though the devil himself were on his heels.

He spotted Silus and immediately ran to him. “My lord! My lord!”

Silus didn’t need to know what Mitch was about to say. Only one thing could make the kid run to him like that.

Something had happened to Cedric.

Silus ran. He ran past Mitch and to the house, faster than he’d ever run in his life. The blood rushed to his ears at the thought of what he might find.

Everyone who saw him coming stepped out of his way. Most, the alphas who had not yet been in the house, wore looks of cautious confusion as he raced past them like a madman, others, the few omegas still present and the alphas who had been inside, either looked at Silus with pity, or avoided his eyes altogether.

“Cedric!” Silus called as he made it inside.

Damon rushed down the hall at his call.

“Where is he?” Silus demanded, hating the similar look of pity on Damon’s face.

Damon stepped out of the way and motioned with his hand. “This way, my lord. Please prepare yourself.”

Silus rushed forth and into the hall, barely noting the wreckage around him as he moved.

The strong scent of blood was the first thing he took note of. There was a crumple of bodies in the middle of the dark hall. Long scratches marred the walls, and strips of wallpaper and broken picture frames littered the floor, but that was not what he cared to see.

Varinia muttered soothing words, and Silus’s first thought was that she was making a prayer over his corpse until a spasm in Cedric’s legs and the gurgle of watery breath sounded.

Silus moved to the mass in the middle of the floor and fell to his knees. Varinia held what had once been one of Cedric’s white cotton T-shirts over a spurting wound in his neck.

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