had already healed. Yeah, there was a vampire waiting for me. That's all. I was already healed, but Mason was still limping.
Where's everyone else? Mason glanced around, looking for our guards and Louis.
Louis’s light auburn wolf came trotting to us. He had deep gouges on his sides and his breathing was ragged. The guards are coming back around. He jerked his snout to the back of a house. A little girl was being attacked, so they went back there to help her since the numbers had already been cut down.
Vampires really were the most cold and heartless supernatural breed of them all. Killing a small child was the same as killing an old person. They didn't give a shit. We need to shift back and take care of the dead. It was the right thing to do.
I turned and trotted back toward Brent.
He was lying next to his wife, his head on her stomach. When he saw me, he raised up onto all four legs. Is everything okay?
Not sure if okay is the right way of putting it, but we all need to shift back. I paused for a minute because this was kind of awkward. Do you mind shifting and grabbing our clothes from the Suburban? I'll stay with your mate.
Yeah, I can do that. He ran into the house, leaving me alone with the injured woman.
I walked over to her and noticed her breathing was growing louder as if she was struggling. We needed to get her into a room and elevate her legs. If we could slow down the bleeding, her wolf should be able to begin healing. We couldn't lose her and the baby.
In what could only have been seconds, Brent rushed out of the house and ran straight for the vehicle. He was no longer the cocky, arrogant bastard who came to breakfast. If it was under any other circumstances, I would relish it.
Guys, Brent's getting our clothes. Meet me over here at the house. We need to help his mate, tend to the injured, and bury our dead. I walked closer to the woman and rubbed my head against her.
Mason ran over to us with the rest of our crew following behind. It looked like Louis was the one who took the brunt of the injuries. Or, at the very least, he wasn't able to mask his discomfort like Mason could.
Thank God you two are okay. Kassie breathed hard as she reached me. These vampires came here to die; a suicide mission. I don't know what the hell is going on.
Brent hurried back over to us, holding three bags. "I hope these are all of them." He opened the door to his house, and we all entered. It was a nicer two-story house with an open floor plan and modern touches. It was even nicer than the house we had back in Columbia but still felt homey.
He turned down the hallway and went to the back. "Here." He opened the door to what must have been his bedroom and dropped our bags on the floor. "You can change in this room and in the connected bathroom there," he said as he pointed to a door, "and the hall bathroom."' He pointed back down the hallway to a middle door on the other side. "Split up however you need. Please, I just need help saving my mate."
He ran out of the room and headed straight back outside.
Come on, Mason. I grabbed our bag with my mouth and trotted to the bathroom. Let's change in here. You guys hurry. His mate is bleeding out.
Okay, Louis and Ella, go down to that bathroom across the hall. Tommy grabbed the bag that must have had the guards’ stuff in it.
Or, at least, I hoped it did.
I'll go change in the closet, and you two ladies can change here. He picked up their bag and went into the closet. Let me get my stuff, and I'll slip it out.
Needing to hurry, both Mason and I walked into the bathroom, and I shut the door with my snout. It wasn't long before we shifted back into our human forms and dressed. I wasn't going to lie; I enjoyed having to wear my yoga pants and a shirt.
"Are you three dressed?" I wasn't about to walk out to see things that I'd rather not.
"Give us another minute," Mona replied.
Hey. Mason's hands landed on my shoulders and turned me around.
Look, I'm sorry. I guessed he was going to use this time to