“I’m going as I have a son I want to get also,” Helen said.
“Me too,” said Rene.
Debra sighed. “We can’t leave you. We will help,” she said, tugging on their hands.
Remy nodded. “Let’s go.”
She hadn’t gone far when she heard a bloodcurdling howl that sent shivers down her spin. Remy built the fire around her higher, but she knew what she would see if she turned. “Oh, crap. He sounds real pissed.”
Her mother’s eyes rounded and Remy turned to see a very angry, half-crazed werewolf coming toward her. Arden was brutal as a demon came at him. He was quick as lightning as he stabbed the heart and snarled to the men behind him to behead the thing.
Arden was coming straight for her. Remy looked around for an escape, then she gazed at him and knew she couldn’t avoid it. She went to him, bringing her body down to just a simmer.
When he was within reach he grabbed her around the waist and placed her in a fireman’s hold over his shoulder. “You’re in big trouble,” he snarled.
“Put me down, Arden. I have to find my brother.” She banged on his back.
Arden ignored her and walked in the opposite direction of her family. “No, you will go up and out to safety.”
“Please, Arden. I’ve found my family. Please.”
Arden stopped and gently placed her on the ground. “Fine, but you are still in a huge amount of trouble.”
She nodded and ran back down to where her mother and sister were. They had moved further down. Her mother tried to hold the fire wall to keep them safe, but she wasn’t as strong as Remy. She took her mother’s hand and built the fire wall again, although with Grayson, Arden, and six other shifters fighting they were doing really well not getting attacked.
Remy yelled, telling the shifters that Debra, with the help of Greta, could send ice knives straight into the demons’ hearts, if the shifters could behead them. The further they got, the more demons they found. The other shifter teams were catching up to them and helping. Remy could tell the women weren’t going to last much longer. They were running out of adrenaline and strength.
They reached a large area and her mother, Helen, and Rene ran ahead toward a room with double doors, but the shifters grabbed them when demons poured into the room. The shifters shoved the women behind them, pushing them back to Remy, and readied themselves for the demon onslaught.
Remy looked up as minions swooped down at them. Making large balls of fire in her hands, she shot them at the minions, making sure when they hit she rose the fire to spread over them. She stood in the one spot, dodging the fighting shifters as she ebbed the fire almost out as the dead bodies of minions fell to the ground.
Debra and Greta helped kill demons, and Rene kept the magical wall around the women who weren’t fire elements. Arden, Grayson, and a new puma shifter, Alistair, kept the demons away from Remy’s group of women.
Remy watched everything, looking to see if there was any way for her to help. Arden was amazing. He made the fighting she’d seen him do with the military men look like child’s play. He was brutal and deadly. Arden climbed up the demons’ backs and chopped their heads off with speed and agility, jumping off, ready to fight more. The demons’ tails were sneaky, and Remy had been cut by several. She’d had to use her knives to cut them out of her skin.
The women with her soon slumped against the dirt walls, and Remy fought her own exhaustion. She couldn’t keep the fire wall up to protect them from the demons, and Debra and Greta couldn’t keep helping out. The fire wall fell.
Remy gazed around her and noticed that the room was now filled with shifters and military men, all fighting the horde of demons. Remy knew the door she needed to get to. She judged the distance, and the quickest way was through the fighting mass.
Turning to her mother, she yelled, “I’m going to the room. You can stay or come.” Remy ran forward, sidestepping and avoiding as much as she could. Needing to focus on being careful, she didn’t bother looking back to see if anyone followed her.
Arden charged after her, his roar loud and deafening. Remy picked up her pace before he tried to stop her. She became a human fireball. Pure determination drove her as she moved through the fighting mass. Her small height helped her as she dodged limbs.
When she reached the double door she found six other pairs of hands there to help her push it open. In the large room were about eleven boys-men just like Bengie. They seemed shocked to see them, but three came out when they realized who was there.
Remy’s mother seemed to regain strength as she ran for the third smallest of the boys. “My baby.”