Page 106 of Psycho Shifters

His features pinched with horror as he took in my abused flesh.

I snarled at him and refused to feel ashamed over my flesh. It was his fault I was exposed and naked in the cold.

My chest tightened, and a part of my brain flickered, like I knew information relevant to what he was saying. But the cold was oppressive, and my last brain cell was barely firing. I was one second away from freezing to death.

In a flurry of motion, John dove and tackled me to the ground.

I got in a few good whacks with my stick, but the cold was seeping into my blood and the world was still spinning.

He landed two punishing blows to my face, scooped me into his arms, and began to sprint through the forest. He carried me fireman-style.

Hot blood coursed down my mouth, onto my forehead, and I noted hazily that it felt good in the cold. I knew my life was falling apart, because I was marveling at the warmth of my blood.

A kernel of rage lit inside my chest.

How dare John break my nose again? At this rate, it was going to be amazing if it ever looked normal and didn’t just hang off my face. These fucking men and my small nose. What had it ever done to hurt them?

The cold was shutting my eyes, but a part of me was still wide-awake and panicking. The fae queen was rumored to be a ruthless bitch who tortured her enemies brutally.

All rumors had some truth to them.

Opening my mouth, I screamed as loudly as I could. My only hope was that someone would hear me.

My mind flashed to the spider fae that had looked at me pleadingly before Cobra had sent it to its death. Was the moon goddess punishing me for not helping it? Why was everything so cryptic and complicated?

John yelled at me to shut up, so I bit down on his tricep.

There was a tear in the sleeve where I’d cut him with the branch. I burrowed my small teeth deep into his skin. Like my beast, I bit and savaged the exposed flesh.

John jerked and grabbed me by the hair. He ripped my head off his arm.

Still, he stumbled to a stop to do so, and satisfaction burst through me. Even with my eyes shutting from the cold, I wasn’t completely useless.

A chunk of his skin was caught in my teeth, and I spit his gore back at his head. John snarled down at me but resumed running awkwardly, with one of his hands painfully tangled in my hair so I couldn’t bite him.

Fine.

I shrieked for my life.

John tugged my hair painfully back to get me to stop, my neck bent at an impossible angle, and I just screamed louder.

I was still an alpha. He wasn’t taking me easy.

I tried to kick out with my legs, but his other arm tightened around them and held them clamped against his chest.

Out of the blue, a massive figure slammed John’s face against a tree. Instantly, my captor’s body went limp as the momentum knocked him out cold.

Terrified, I kicked away from John’s body and whirled to see the new attacker.

Had someone else come through the portal, something more terrifying than the beta?

“You’re okay, little alpha,” came Jax’s deep voice as he walked forward to my crouching form. I looked up at his friendly face.

I passed out in relief.

SADIE

RESCUED BY A HANDSOME ALPHA