Hunter's Heart (Alpha Pack #4)(74)
For a while, Daria sat running her fingers through his hair. His skin was hot and dry as a desert, a sign of dehydration. The infection had spread through his body and was running its course. If he didn't get medical attention soon, shifter or not, he would die. Fear threatened to overwhelm her.
"Drink more water." She helped him, and he didn't resist. Still, his beautiful blue eyes were dull, his sensual lips unsmiling.
"Daria, if August gets here before my team and I can't stop him, don't let him take me alive."
"God, Ryon, don't even say that," she gasped.
"I won't fall into his hands and become one of his experiments, not if I can prevent it. I saw what they did to Aric, Micah, and Phoenix. Ben, too. I won't let him do that to me."
She was spared from responding to his awful request when he fell asleep. If August caught them, she knew she wouldn't take Ryon's life, or her own. Not because she was a coward, but because she wouldn't give up hope that they would get out of this mess. His team would come. They always did. If he wasn't so sick and was thinking straight, he'd know it, too.
Daria combated the boredom by dozing lightly, keeping an ear open for Ryon's breathing, as well as any sounds that didn't belong. A friggin' helicopter would be nice. A big one or two loaded with wolves-and one panther-and armed to the teeth.
One hour came and went. Two. Cramped, Daria had to shift Ryon off her lap, stand and stretch. She made a tour around the immediate vicinity to work out the kinks, not straying far from him. Strolling to the edge of the tree line, she admired the pretty green delta, the river snaking away in the distance. An odd oasis smack in the middle of the rain forest.
She started to turn, then froze. That sound. Could it be?
Whump-whump-whump.
The distinctive pumping of rotor blades, and just there, a tiny speck in the distance. Then two specks that grew progressively larger.
"Yes! Ryon!" she squealed. Pushing through the tangle of vines, she ran back to him and dropped to her knees. She shook him hard enough to rattle his teeth. "Wake up. They're here!"
Ryon sat up and blinked at her. "What?"
"The Pack is here! Hurry, get up."
Blinking, he struggled upright. "Thank Christ. Where's our stuff?"
"Right here."
A sharp crack split the air, followed by more. Bullets were suddenly pelting the trees around them, men shouting.
Ryon staggered to his feet and shoved her pack into her hands. "Run to one of the copters and don't look back!"
The whump-whump from the big Hueys filled the air as he pushed her forward and dove for his rifle. Daria ran into the clearing, across the flat ground. Her heart slammed in tempo with her feet as shouts drifted after her. Bullets kicked the dirt beside her, plucked at her pack.
The helicopters loomed over the horizon, coming in fast and low. The first pilot slowed, hovered, and set down about fifty yards away. She saw that it was Aric, and he left the blades whirling and ready to take off. Jax was sitting in the open side door, holding an M16 like Ryon's, yelling and waving her on. The second Huey landed not far from the first, Pack guys spilling out and sprinting to back up their endangered comrade.
Almost there. Twenty feet, ten, five. And then she was in, Jax yanking her clean off her feet. She landed inside hard, but didn't spare him a glance. She spun about to see Ryon making a magnificent stand halfway between the tree line and the helicopter. His muscles bunched as he sprayed the forest with a steady onslaught of bullets, pinning down the goons to cover her flight. His team was coming up fast behind him.
One of the men coming to his aid, Micah, grabbed Ryon and pushed him in the direction of the helicopters. Ryon whirled, half-running, mostly limping, toward her. Strain etched his face, but he kept coming. Aric held their position as Jax fired past Ryon and the others into the trees. The fight heated up as the two forces continued the gun battle-and then something horrifying happened.
At the edge of the trees, August's men began to pour from their cover, straight into the Pack's sights. A few took hits and went down before the guys realized something wasn't right and ceased fire. Looks of confusion at their enemy's actions were replaced by shock as a body came flying out of the brush, mangled and torn. Then another.
"Aw, f**k me!" Aric shouted.
A huge section of the trees shook from side to side. Split apart and was hurtled away. Then the unmistakable translucent outline of the creature became visible, and it paused just inside the clearing. Ryon looked back at that moment and stumbled to a halt, mouth dropping open.
And as the creature advanced on them all, throwing its head back to roar, Ryon turned and began to limp right back toward danger.
"Nooo!" Daria launched herself toward the door, but a strong arm wrapped around her waist.
"Stay here! I'll get the serum and help them!" Pushing past her, Jax leapt from the copter and ran, presumably to the other aircraft to fetch the medicine.
August's men were panicked, the survivors fleeing the scene as fast as possible. The Pack let them go and concentrated on the beast, firing on its massive bulk. That accomplished nothing but turning its attention on them, and pissing it off.
More than half of the men shifted, including Kalen into his panther form. They ran circles around the beast, keeping it occupied by taking turns running at it, snapping and barking, staying just out of reach of its deadly claws.