***”Anyone else notice the look in their eyes?”*** I call out taking out another wolf as I move in the direction they all came from. I am on a mission to find Mike. He may not fight alongside his warriors, but he is never too far from the fight so he can take credit.
***”They’re all bloodshot. What’s up, Bitty?”***
***”Not sure, but be on the lookout. They could be enhanced and be a problem or they could be poisoned and under mind control.”***
***”It’s probably both, Midge. And whoever is controlling them isn’t very good at it or doesn’t give a sh*t what actually happens to them.”*** Wyatt grunts out, still fighting.
***”We still taking them out, Midge? Or are you going to try and save everyone?”***
***”I don’t think we can save them. We have to assume…”*** A huge wolf barrels into me knocking me to my side. What the f*ck?! All the air was knocked out of my wolf’s lungs and it hurts, but I don’t think any major damage was done. We look over, but all I see are wolves fighting.
Several more of our warriors have joined the fight.
***”TINY!!! What happened? I lost sight of her. Anyone see her?”***
I try to say something, but it’s hard to talk even through mindlink. That hit was harder than I thought. I tried again, but we must have hit our head. I can hear my wolf fine, but the mind link is fuzzy. She tells me to try magic. I have no idea ‘how’ to do that, but instincts have me trying whatever I can at this point. I focus on Oliver. He is the closest and can usually sense magic with me.
***”Something’s wrong. I can’t talk to her, but I can feel her. Bitty, where are you?”***
I reach out more, but I can feel the fight closing in around me. We are so dazed, standing seems like a hard task.
***”Got her!!! Don’t move Bitty, you have something sticking out of your side.”***
***”We’re coming to you!”*** Dakota shouts and I look wildly at Oliver, hoping he understands.
***”NO! She’s the distraction. Take these f*ckers out. She’ll be good in a couple minutes.”
“***
Oliver shifts into all his glorious nakedness and leans down to my wolf’s side.
“Somehow they get a needle in you, Bitty. Probably the standard cocktail for you at this point. But, I don’t know why it didn’t force you to shift. That seems strange.”
He pulls whatever needle out of my side and I can feel relief immediately flood my whole body. Thank you Moon Goddess for the bonus speed healing. My wolf wimpers just in time to warn Oliver of a wolf jumping at him. He spins and manages to roll us both out of the way, then he sifts to take on this new wolf. My wolf shakes her head again and we can feel our paws again. We stand up wobbly, but now I wonder If I should fight in human form so I can at least communicate. That was probably the reason for this concoction, cut me off from my team, but didn’t allow me to shift and use my human form.
We keep fighting. The wolves seem to come in waves, slow and steady. I was right about wearing us down. We need to do something, my warriors need this to end or we won’t survive. I take a chance and risk pissing off every person that I love.
I shift to my human form and shout. “MIKE, YOU COWARD, COME OUT AND FIGHT ME YOURSELF!”
Then a wolf, that can’t even be my age runs at me, terror in his eyes. He is being forced to do this. He is a child. None of the adults we have been fighting all day wanted to do this either, but they are adults and more than likely joined Mike because of whatever lies he told them. This kid doesn’t want to do this and his clumsy movements are probably him fighting the command.
I am going to kill this motherf*cker with my bare hands. Then I feel it, my hands are warm, it doesn’t hurt, but I can tell I am all flamed up right now and as this kid reaches me, I swipe at his side and he yelps, but he isn’t burned, just knocked sideways. He stood up shaking his gray and russet colored fur. His eyes have changed though, they are a brilliant blue. No longer the confused red.
***”GET THESE WOLVES TO ME!!! This weirdass fire in my hands breaks them out of whatever command they are under.”***
I keep going with my instincts and make a circle. All the crop patches were circles. There was a circle around Mike’s pentagram. I am clearly fireproof so we can just force them through. Maybe we don’t have to kill anymore innocent people today.
