~Leo~
I could feel the nervousness in the car as we were heading back to the Estate. Larry had not said much, but he had given us something big to work with; it would be nice to catch Yuri and end him without it becoming a war outrightly. It would be great to spare all the lives that might be lost in the process, but it wasn't up to us.
"I am nervous about this visit," Vino said, breaking the awkward silence in the vehicle. We maintained our sitting arrangement the same as when we were heading to the City prison.
"Hopefully, we catch the bastard," Devin said, enraged.
"I have a wedding to plan, and I need peace," He added.
Of all of us, I felt sorry for him the most. Yuri had hit him hardest. He had ridiculed him and made him seem weak. He had belittled his nickname and shamed him. The painful part of everything was that Devin did not lose the South because he was weak or stupid. He lost the South because of the disloyalty of his people. I was lucky to have true alphas in the East and people that weren't easily swayed, or else I, too, would have been without a pack.
"We will get him, Devin. And we will make him pay for what he did in the South," I said, and Devin bowed his head.
I had said what was bothering him.
It was amazing how he functioned with all that had happened to him lately. I commended him for being tough.
"Thank you, Leo. I know I am definitely on the winning team," he said, looking at me with a broad grin.
He always had the time to smile, no matter how stressed out he was. I could see he believed what he said, making my heart swell.
We needed hope, and Devin's hope was alive and kicking. His confidence and faith touched my heart, and I hoped fate would smile upon us. I prayed that we would look back at all this and laugh.
"I am glad too because I would be lying if I said I do not miss my girls," Vino confessed and bowed his head. This whole thing had affected everyone, creating enemies for Yuri.
"What do you think the Claymans' gain is in all this? What do they want?" Vino asked, and I shrugged.
It was hard to say.
Vino had the right to be curious.
They already had it all. Money and power. What else would they want? I guess we will never know until we arrest them.
We got on the isolated road to the Estate, meaning we would soon be home, when the window on the driver's side shattered, and the driver's head hit the steering wheel.
The car began to sway at high speed and headed for the woods. We crashed into a tree, bringing the vehicle to a halt. The driver's body slid to the side, and there was blood and a bullet hole at the side of his head. He had been shot, and he was dead.
I did not think twice before I started barking orders.
"Wear your goggles and gas masks!" I yelled and reached for mine. Wearing it quickly. The nitric acid was with us, so I was ready to spray when I heard more gunshots. We had not come prepared for a gunfight.
"We can't remain in the car. We must find cover in the woods and try to get to the Estate on our feet," I yelled.
I had never felt death this close before, but for the first time, I doubted we would make it. Bullets and guns were rare. It was a crime to make them and sell them. Yuri must have been desperate to go this far.
I opened my side of the car, and Vino followed. More shots were fired, and we began to run.
I heard Devin scream, and I knew he might have gotten hit. So I slowed down for him to catch up with me while I told Vino to run as fast as he could and get help.
He was part of Sylvester's pack, so if he was close enough to the Estate, he could link someone for help.
Vino did not want to go ahead, but I forced him. We prepared for silver dust and combat, not silver bullets. Our chances of survival were slim.
Devin caught up to me, limping. His hand and leg were bleeding, and I knew he had been hit.
"We have to find a hiding place so I can dig the bullets out. Come on," I said, and I helped him.
I heard the car blow up and saw the explosion's light while feeling the heat of the blast. It was a close call. A bullet must have hit the tank.
No one was chasing us so the attack might have been from afar. Bullets could travel fast, but I did not stop to find out.
We kept moving until we got to a cave.
We entered, and I helped Devin roll up his sleeve and trouser. He was sweating, and that made me doubt it was only silver.
Growing my claws, I dug into the hole and dug out the bullet in his thigh. I did the same for the one in his shoulder, and we tied it with pieces of his shirt to stop the bleeding.
I doubted his healing capacity would set in, so I supported him to help him get to the Estate.
"Are you sure about this," Devin said, trying to breathe. He did not look good at all. He looked very pale, and I knew he could die if we lingered in the cave.
"I need you to hang in there, Devin. There is still much for us to do together. Remember you said we are on the winning team? Remember Susan," I asked him, and he nodded. I could see that he knew the severity of his situation.
I made him hang his hand over my shoulder, and we headed out.
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