The Triplet Warriors and Their Pup Mate novel Chapter 6

~Hunter’s Point of View~

My wolf immediately began howling, jumping up and down in my subconscious. He wanted to take over, and started demanding to shift. Our scouts said there were no she-wolves out here, did they miss her?

How could you miss that scent?! It was what I had been waiting my entire life for, and I wasted no time following it.

My wolf was not able to communicate with any she-wolf nearby, confusing me even more. Even though I wouldn’t be able to mind-link her, they would sense each other, feel the other’s presence. I came to an old shed that was caved in, and I heard it … a faint heartbeat that almost sounded human. There’s no way there is a human out here, that can’t be right! I frantically began ripping away pieces of wood and metal, tossing them behind me. It took a few seconds, but I saw her hand sticking out from the rubble and I cleared it swiftly.

It finally dawned on me, this was a pup, and she hadn’t yet shifted. I yelled for help and in seconds Raul, one of our vamps appeared and helped me free her trapped legs. I nodded to Raul that I had it from here, and he vanished.

Her eyes looked like they were struggling to open, but when they did I was greeted with the most perfect blonde beauty with green eyes. She looked like she was struggling to keep her eyes open, but she gave me a weak smile. My wolf howled. I started to speak but she blacked out again, going limp in my arms.

I held my beautiful and perfect little mate, the very reason for my existence. Without even realizing it, I found myself scenting and nuzzling her, spreading my smell throughout her hair and neck. It immediately relaxed me, and I knew it would do the same for her when she woke up.

I stood up with my sweet little mate in my arms and ran back to our base. Raul quickly joined me and Shane called for our teleport. My mind was racing with every possible thought.

What was her name? Why was she in the shed? I moved my hand’s position on her thigh and felt a sting.

“Raul, what the fuck just cut me on her leg,” I yelled out.

He abruptly pulled a knife from her side and scanned her body for anything else, finding two more knives, one of which had cut her thigh. I grimaced at that, wondering who the hell would let a pup have weapons. She didn’t look like she could hunt a rabbit and kill it, let alone try to take on a wolf. She was essentially a human since she obviously hadn’t yet shifted.

I looked up at Raul who was licking his finger, it had blood on it from her leg. Most vamps had no self-control around a human that was bleeding and I immediately growled at him. Suddenly Chance stepped in between us.

“Fly off Raul, get out of here,” Chance said.

Raul continued slowly licking his finger and hissed at Chance when he was done, but disappeared anyhow.

“Douchebag,” Chance mumbled.

He hated the vamps more than anyone since his brother was killed by one when he was a cub.

I soon felt the pull from Angel and held my mate close to my chest, ready to get her to safety. I found myself in the packhouse, well that’s what I called it. It was the Shadow’s headquarters, with two floors underground for the vamps and demons to lounge in, guest rooms and offices on the second and third floors. The witches and fae refused to share a roof with the rest of us and they had another house on the property.

The ground floor housed a kitchen, rec room and a large conference room that was also our “courtroom” so to speak. Only warriors were allowed to know its actual location, anyone else was teleported to and from, never allowed to see it from the outside.

“What happened, how is she hurt,” Angel said, running toward me.

“She was hiding in a shed, I have no clue why, but she had a lot of debris on her and her legs were pinched under a fallen beam. There’s a cut on her thigh and I think she may have internal bleeding, she was under some real weight,” I said, making a face.

The idea that my mate was in pain made my wolf and I absolutely livid.

Angel guided me down the hall and into a guest room, where I gently laid my mate on the bed.