Savage Urges (The Phoenix Pack, #5)(91)

“Makenna!” A teenage girl grinned at the group of people with her. “See, I told you Madisyn would get word to her.”

Moving toward them, Makenna said, “I thought at least some of you would have left.”

A dark woman shrugged one shoulder. “My man’s still up there. I won’t leave without him. Besides, we figured you’d need some help when you got here.”

“Help?” asked Dante.

“You want to know how many people are here and what they want, don’t you? Remy brought about twenty to twenty-five wolves with him. He announced that he’s the Alpha now and that this is his territory. Then he started shouting names, saying they belonged to him and he wanted them back. We have no idea who he means.”

Makenna’s chest clenched. “Dawn and Madisyn?”

“They were alive when we climbed down here. But I don’t trust Remy not to hurt them.”

An elderly male tapped his temple. “He’s not right in the head.” He peeked around Makenna. “You didn’t bring many people with you.”

“Others will come soon. Did all the kids make it to the bunker?”

The dark female nodded. “We all got moving when we heard the alarm. Everyone else huddled in the cafeteria to make it look like they were the only people there.”

The teenager bit her lip. “He won’t hurt Dawn, will he?”

“No, he won’t,” stated Makenna. Her wolf growled, backing her up. The animal wasn’t interested in being calm or thinking clearly. She wanted to rip out the throats of all the bastards who’d invaded the shelter and endangered everyone in it. She kept pushing to surface, wanting to take control so she could hunt them down. Taking a deep breath, Makenna again reached for the calm echoing through her, thanks to Ryan.

“You all wait here,” she told the residents before gesturing for Ryan, Jaime, and Dante to follow her past the group. That was when they came to another ladder. “Okay, this leads to a trapdoor in one of the family rooms. Don’t be alarmed when you get to the top and realize you’re in a closet.”

Dante frowned. “The trapdoor’s at the bottom of a closet?”

“Another of the badger’s ideas. And a good one.”

“How close is this room to the cafeteria?”

“Close enough that we have to be quiet.” If they found them, they would also find the trapdoor and the people hiding below.

“I’ll go up first.” Reaching the top of the ladder, Dante pushed open the trapdoor and then, without making a sound, slowly swung open the closet door. She was guessing the room was empty, because he stepped out of the closet. Jaime went next, quickly followed by Makenna and Ryan.

Dante quietly spoke. “Whatever you see in the cafeteria, remember that killing Remy is the priority. We do that, we knock the others off balance.”

“Remy’s mine,” rumbled Ryan.

“Then we’ll attack anyone who tries to help him, because I really don’t think these shifters have the kind of honor that would make them stand back while two wolves duel.”

Makenna agreed with Dante. “How long do you think it will be before backup arrives?”

“No idea,” replied the Beta male. “The battle will have already started by now. We can’t be sure how long it will be before Trey can afford to spare people.”

Jaime winced. “Four against twenty-five isn’t great odds.”

No, it wasn’t. “Madisyn and Colton are good fighters. Dawn’s damn vicious and capable of holding her own. Most of the residents have received combat training from Colton—lone shifters have to know how to protect themselves. If nothing else, they’ll keep most of Remy’s wolves occupied.”

Looking into his mate’s eyes, Ryan knew she wasn’t quite as confident about their safety as she sounded. She had to know there was a huge difference in knowing defensive maneuvers and being trained enforcers. There were certain to be casualties.

“It might be best if we don’t shift,” added Makenna. “The residents won’t be able to tell us apart from Remy’s wolves if we’re in our other form. They know our scents, but they’ll be too hyped up to really take note of them.”

“She has a point,” said Jaime, rolling back her shoulders. “I have some experience at fighting wolves while in my human form.”

Dante looked at Ryan. “Don’t worry if you have to shift to fight Remy. We’ll be guarding you anyway.”

Makenna went to speak, but then everybody froze at the sound of footsteps in the hallway. Shit. The footsteps stopped a short distance away from the room.

“Did you find them?” The voice was male and unfamiliar.

“No,” said a masculine voice that Makenna also didn’t recognize. She arched a questioning brow at Ryan, Dante, and Jaime. They all shook their heads.

A heavy sigh. “I don’t think the boys are here.”

“They could be hiding.”

“I haven’t picked up their scents anywhere. You?”

“No, but Remy believes—”

“Remy’s f*cking lost it, and we both know it.”

A derisive snort. “You think a guy who likes little boys has ever been sane?” That received a chuckle. A chuckle? Makenna barely held back a growl. How could anybody find such a concept amusing? These people knew their Alpha was twisted and they didn’t care. They weren’t just without honor; they were without morals.