Chapter 11
ALARA
My attacker didn’t even see me as a person. Just a tool. A piece on the board he could move to undermine my brother.
The insult scorched through my fear, burning it away until only fury remained. My lynx clawed at my ribs, bristling violently.
I’d been shaken until Booker arrived, but now that I was thinking more clearly, I realized who had cornered me. Ravik had been exiled from our chain only six months ago, but he’d changed so much in that time that he was nearly unrecognizable.
And now he’d come back to use me as leverage against my brother.
A low growl rumbled up Booker’s chest, and I stroked my hand down his back to reassure him. I appreciated his instinct to shield me, but I felt the same need to protect my mate. And I had information about the situation he did not.
I moved before I fully thought it through, stepping out from behind Booker and coming to stand at his side. His head whipped toward me in surprise, but I stood firm, my shoulders squared and chin up.
The moment I aligned myself shoulder to shoulder with Booker, a hush rippled through the clearing. Caelan was the only one who broke it when he demanded, “Alara. Stay back.”
My brother was still my alpha, but Booker was the center of my world. Shaking my head, I murmured, “No.”
Ravik’s eyes flickered, something ugly twisting across his gaunt face. He hadn’t expected me to stand with them against him. Or that we’d have two additional alphas at our side since Keane and Kace used the distraction I provided to flank us.
Booker’s arm brushed mine, but I kept my gaze locked on Ravik as I spoke, my voice steady even while my lynx paced inside my skin. “There’s no cause to worry. He’s just Ravik.”
The exiled lynx’s jaw clenched at the way I said his name.
I continued, louder this time. “He was a member of our chain once. Caelan had to exile him six months ago for breaking one of our most honored rules.”
Booker’s growl deepened in acknowledgment beside me, but I didn’t stop.
“He’s only a threat because he has nothing left to lose. Not because he’s powerful enough to face off against one alpha, let alone three with help from my mate and me.”
Ravik’s lips peeled back over yellowed teeth, twisted by bitterness.
But I stood taller, meeting his glare head-on.
I wasn’t afraid of him anymore. Not when he’d shown he was just a desperate man who thought he could use me to break what my brother built.
With Booker at my side, I had too much to fight for to ever allow that to happen.
Ravik’s snarl cut through the clearing. “Your alpha has made the chain soft. He protects the weak instead of strengthening the strong. He doesn’t deserve to lead.”
The words vibrated with so much venom that my echo-sense burst open before I could brace myself. The raw, fractured emotion spilling off him in waves slammed into me. Anger and grief. But it was the fear sharpened to paranoia that felt like splintered glass scraping through my skull.
I sucked in a breath, staggering under the weight of it. This was the unraveling of a man who’d once belonged to us and convinced himself his downfall was everyone else’s fault.
For a heartbeat, I saw the Ravik he used to be. A man who had once tucked flowers behind his little sister’s ear before she died in the avalanche that nearly crushed him a decade ago.
My empathy surged, but I didn’t allow it to soften me. Because what I felt pouring off him now was the hollowed-out desperation of someone who’d rather burn the world than admit he’d broken so far as to attack a female lynx simply for walking near the place his sister died.
I raised my voice so my words carried across the clearing and into the forest where chain members had started to gather. “You’re wrong. Caelan is a good alpha. He never should’ve been forced to protect us from you.”
My echo-sense hummed with agreement from the building crowd, along with my mate’s pride in me.
Ravik’s face twisted, fury curdling at the edges, but I didn’t look away. I was determined to stand strong at Booker’s side, exactly where I belonged.
Caelan stepped forward, every inch the Nightbriar alpha. “My sister is right. Six months ago, you gave me no choice but to exile you. And now you’ve proven that wasn’t a harsh enough punishment.”
A ripple of motion spread through the forest as warriors emerged from the trees, forming a wall behind him.
Ravik realized how outnumbered he was. He whirled around, his claws digging into the dirt. He searched for an escape route, but there was no way out for him. Not anymore.
Booker shifted even closer to me, his thigh brushing mine. The growl that rolled out of his chest was low and lethal, a promise more than a warning.
Ravik’s gaze darted wildly between all of us—Caelan and his warriors, Booker and me, Keane’s hulking grizzly form, and Kace’s massive wolf. His lips peeled back, but the bravado faltered in his eyes, collapsing under the weight of reality.
He finally understood the truth.
There was no path forward for him on Nightbriar land. Not after what he’d done.
His snarl tore out of him a heartbeat before he lunged. He didn’t come for me, though.
He aimed directly for Caelan, the alpha he’d been ranting about since this started. He was still in human form, but his claws were extended, every ounce of despair in his body sharpened into a killing strike.
Caelan braced, but he never had to meet the impact. Booker moved first.
My mate surged forward, a wall of muscle and fury intercepting Ravik midair. They crashed together with a sound that ripped through the clearing—flesh meeting stone, claws scraping, and a deep growl.
Booker was proving just how powerful he was, but fear still slammed into me.
“Stay back,” he commanded without looking my way, his voice ragged as he grappled with Ravik.
Kace moved closer to my right, his massive wolf form pressed to my thigh, and Keane lumbered to my left, towering as a grizzly. They kept me boxed safely between them while the battle erupted in front of us.
Booker fought with raw, controlled power. His every movement was brutal and deliberate. Ravik slashed wildly, desperation fueling him. But Booker anticipated every strike, turning his opponent’s momentum against him.
Caelan joined the fight with the precision of a seasoned alpha. Where Booker shoved Ravik back with force, Caelan slipped in with speed, tearing punishing cuts into his skin to push the exiled lynx further off balance.
My heart lodged somewhere in my throat. I wanted to run to Booker and drag him away from the danger, but I held the line where he’d told me to stay, my muscles trembling.
Ravik managed to rake claws across Booker’s ribs. I gasped, but my mate didn’t even flinch. He slammed Ravik to the ground so hard that it shook loose leaves from the branches above.
My brother swept in from the side, catching Ravik’s head in a ruthless grip. The lynx kicked and thrashed, but he was already beaten. While Booker’s weight pinned him, Caelan twisted sharply.
The crack echoed through the clearing, and Ravik went limp under Booker’s hands. My breath left me in a rush, my knees nearly buckling as I realized it was over.
Booker lifted his head, his wolf still blazing in his eyes as he looked back at me. My lungs finally worked again, and I pressed a hand to my racing heart.
He was safe, and so was I.
And now that the danger had passed, nothing stood between us and the future fate had promised.