Mated Girl (Wolf Girl #4)(45)

I smirked. “First of all, my custom shirts are not silly. And secondly, I’ll tell you something I don’t miss … I don’t miss your bare skin. These tattoos are hot.” I gave him a sexy wink.
He grinned and opened his mouth to speak, when the trees rustled, and then Luka was suddenly standing before us.
He looked only slightly winded as he gazed at mine and Sawyer’s intertwined fingers. “Auntie’s coming and she’s pissed and powerful.” He inhaled the air. “Damn, you both smell good.”
My eyes widened at his comment.
Sawyer looked perplexed and Luka shook himself. “Sorry, your powers I meant. It’s strong. I can smell it from here.”
Sawyer relaxed. “I siphoned some. We’ll take down the queen together.”
Luka nodded. “Good. Because I can’t lay a finger on her without the council saying I tried to help assassinate her.”
The leaves on the trees rustled, and then she was standing before us, her dark hair down to her shoulders and windblown. Her sharp cheekbones looked like glass in this early morning light. Five vampire minions fanned out behind her and she grinned, looking feral.
“I can, however, help with the entourage,” Luka commented, eyeing the five vampire dudes.
“My, my, you’ve been a pain in my ass.” The queen looked right at me, ignoring Luka and Sawyer. “Your wolf though…” She ran her tongue along her sharp teeth. “She’s been so helpful.”
“You bitch,” I snarled, ready to lunge at her, when Sawyer burst forward. He was vampire-fast, just like me, and the queen was a blur as she advanced to meet him halfway. The second she left the spot where she had been standing, a tree fell behind her, smashing the ground where she’d just been. The land was agitated with all of these people who didn’t belong, but now was my chance to help Sawyer take her down.
They collided, Sawyer wasting no time in wrapping his fingers around her throat. I burst forward, meeting her head on, just in time to see her chuck Sawyer out of the way. He slid across the ground and slammed into Luka, who’d bolted forward to take care of the five lackeys.
It was chaos.
Neither of us had guns or even knives, only a few stakes. This was a full-on fistfight. I slammed into the queen, and reaching up I cracked her chin with my palm, making her teeth crunch together with a satisfying clank. One second I was reaching for her hair and the next I went flying. She’d lashed out with my power, sending a force field of some sort right at my chest.
Bitch.
“Demi!” Sawyer yelled just as I collided with the ground. My back hit first, knocking the breath out of me, and then a deep pain radiated up my spine.
I reoriented myself quickly, standing just in time to see Sawyer crash into the queen, grappling her to the ground. Sage had given Sawyer and I two metal stakes each; they were hidden behind my back in the belt of my pants, which is probably why that fall hurt so much.
Reaching behind me, I pulled one out, just as Sawyer landed a blow to the queen’s face. Seeing him hit a woman shook me for a moment, but I had to remind myself this was the woman who kept trying to kill me, and had harvested my essence through my wolf.
I zipped forward, stake in hand, and readied myself to come down on her chest with the tip, when I saw a tree move.
“Sawyer look ou—” The words were barely out of my mouth when the tree pounded Sawyer on the back like a nail being driven into wood. One second he was upright, strangling the queen, and the next he was keeled forward over her, knocked out cold.
The trauma of seeing him lifeless made everything feel like it was moving in slow motion. It was so similar to what had happened with Sage, I faltered, nearly tripping over my own feet. After getting my bearings, I rushed forward, just as the queen slipped out from under him and backed away. I let her go, focusing all my attention on my mate.
I could move small things with my mind. I mean, I’d done it with the stake and the queen before, and I needed to get that tree off Sawyer. Reaching out with my power, I wrapped it around the trunk, nearly crying in relief as it lifted, hovering a few inches off of his body. It was wild seeing something suspended in mid-air, and being able to feel yourself doing it.
“Get her!” the queen hissed.
My attention was divided as two of the vampires came for me, one from each side. My gaze flicked around the forest to take in the scene. Luka was fighting two others, and one was dead.
These were not good odds. I needed to focus and use all of my strengths. Now was the time to be a badass and really concentrate on everything that made me special.
Taking a deep breath, I fully yanked the tree off of Sawyer, and then hurled it at the two advancing vampires. It slammed into them as they neared me, knocking them over like bowling pins. Sawyer was still unconscious on the ground, but I couldn’t worry about that right now. The queen had a psychotic look in her eye, and I didn’t know why until it was too late. When Sawyer had fallen, his metal stake had rolled out of his belt strap. The queen had used her newfound power to pick it up with her mind and launch it across the clearing, and I only realized when it lodged in my upper thigh.
A bloodcurdling scream ripped from my throat as the searing pain sliced into the meat of my leg and radiated up into my pelvis. The fucking thing was jammed into my thigh at least three inches, and felt like the only thing that had stopped it was my femur bone. Dizziness washed over me at the sight of it and I swayed.
“I’m going to pass out,” I mumbled to myself, and then the queen was a blur as she darted for me. One second I was swaying between two trees, and the next I was in Luka’s arms as he ran through the forest, his hands under my knees and behind my back to cradle me to his chest.