Hold Steady (Becoming the Wolf Book 2) by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce [Joyce, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wicked Willow Press
Published: 2020-04-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Reason number two hundred and forty-seven it sucked to be a werewolf: When Grey was hurt, other werewolves wanted to hurt him worse.

Jason held a constant growl as he worked over Grey, staunching the flow of blood from his open chest and stomach. Jason was helping, but he wasn’t being gentle about it. Sweat dripped down the enforcer’s face and lightened gray eyes stayed riveted on the warm blood pooled on his torso.

Grey wished Brent had found him first. He was submissive and wouldn’t have to fight that instinct to best a more dominant injured wolf. As it stood, Jason didn’t have an ounce of submission in him, and the strain from attempting not to fight him was evident in the tight tendons of his neck, and the veins that popped out of his sweaty forehead. The smell of the rapidly expanding puddle of blood underneath his half dead carcass probably wasn’t helping Jason’s resolve either.

“Lana?” Grey rasped.

“She’s fine. I have her set up in the living room. I didn’t want her to see you like this anymore than she already has.”

Jason’s voice sounded deep and gravelly, like it hurt him to speak.

He’ll fight and we’re in the worst position to defend ourselves. Wolf’s snarled warning filled his head.

The fine hairs rose on his body as he thought of the pain he’d endure if Jason couldn’t control his instincts. “Do we have a problem here, Jason?”

“It’s been a while since I Changed. I’m not the best one for this job, but I was closest. The others will be here shortly, but I don’t want you bleeding out before they get here.” The growling resumed.

“I guess I should tell you I was stabbed in the back with silver also.”

“Shhhhit,” Jason hissed, rubbing sweat from his forehead with the back of his blood-soaked hand. “I don’t know what to do here. I’m supposed to be the cleanup man, you know, stashing bodies and stuff. I deal with dead things, not keeping things alive.” Another snarl ripped through him and he retreated by inches. “Sorry.”

Grey couldn’t stand being on his back in this situation anymore. Jason was a beast, built like a damn Mac truck, but Grey could take him on his worst days. If Jason attacked him in that position with the injuries he had sustained though, he would be at a colossal disadvantage.

Move, Wolf growled.

He shifted slightly and the pain from his injuries burned like he’d been set on fire. At the faint scent of smoke, he glanced at the open flesh on his stomach, but he couldn’t find any. It was either his imagination or the silver knife wound on his back was still sizzling and charring his flesh. From the pain radiating through it, he wouldn’t be surprised.

Okay, like a Band-Aid then. He lunged upward until he was staggering on his feet, and Jason flew backward into a defensive stance. At least from this position, he had a freaking shot at surviving his rescuer.

“I’m hurt. But if you come at me, I’ll fuckin’ kill you,” Grey said in a gritty voice.

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