Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,240

we had.

His voice literally had the deepness of the fucking devil.

Everything that happened next happened so fast, I couldn't allow myself to blink as my wolf and I watched the army of men begin to scream in irony. Their bodies seemed to be pressured down but their ability to fall to the ground was stolen from them. It was like the top half of their bodies and bottom half were desperately trying to come together like magnets, but a force was keeping them hovering in place while the surrounding space tried everything to break them.

The first row of bodies didn't stand a chance as their vibrating frames exploded. Organs went flying, guns dropped to the ground - only to be crushed by the crippling force. Only the blood within their bodies remained floating in the air.

Row after row, bodies exploded, guns dropped and turned into ash, and more floating pools of blood hovered in the air. The cycle that processed in my mind as a minute was surely done in ten seconds, and just like that, the Russian threat was completely obliterated, and we'd done nothing.

A one-man show had taken down an army of men.

What happened next was even more sickening as the floating pools of blood began to shoot forward. The movement seemed to filter the beads of dark red; odd black clumps were left behind after the swift movement of the blood.

We watched as they shot right into Neo's body, filling each bullet hole until he was completely healed. There was plenty of blood left, and he opened his hands that appeared to glow with power as red magic circles appeared on his flesh.

He put his head up and his eyes were wide as streams of the remaining blood crashed into his eyes - specifically the red magic circles that were surely spinning to absorb the blood like a spinning black hole.

His hands did the same until there was nothing left to suck, and just like that, he was back to normal with a calm demeanor. He turned around to face us, the pressure finally easing enough for Milo to let up on the barrier, but my body tensed for a moment as a man in a black suit and shades appeared from the side of the street and casually entered the broken gym until he was standing off to the side of Neo.

I fought against my urge to react, noticing how the others weren't freaking about from this man's presence. He bowed and got to the point.

"Prince, what should we do with the clean-up procedure?" he inquired.

"Donate the organs. I've already cleaned them of disease and other disgusting traits. I have personal business to attend to. Announce to the press there was an explosion and specifically, state a meeting with members of Forbidden Enterprise regarding charities to fund this year was brutally interrupted by the blast. That's all the information we have. I'll contact you with what should be fed to them when I'm done."

"Understood, Prince." The man snapped his fingers, and men in black suits came from nowhere and began to do the clean-up, many already picking up the organs like they were toys while others were cleaning up the remaining ash and debris, and getting to work on cleaning out the evidence.

They're fucking professionals.

Neo walked back to us until he was standing next to Onyx. Clearly, he watched Neo for a hard minute before he muttered, "Does Willow know you can do that?"

"Not yet," Neo muttered. "Maybe I'll let her witness it when she isn't getting kidnapped."

His comment brought us back to the obvious reality and I looked at Milo, who was catching his breath. "What were you going to say?"

"If we can't track her through regular magic and through the pack bond, which includes her mate bonds, then we’ve gotta use the freshly activated fated bond you two unlocked," he announced.

It made sense, especially because it was so new.

"Then what's the problem?" I further inquired.

"I can't do it unless it's through a wolf bond."

That made me frown as I debated about finding a gun to shoot myself with. The mere thought of being in a pack made me want to vomit. I'd experience hell in the last pack I remembered being in. Bloodshed, loss, and mayhem at the price of loyalty, love, and hopelessness.

I'd vowed to be an Omega for the rest of my life if I could, but I'd been considering the thought of joining this odd pack for long as Willow had