Her claws emerged abruptly, and Layla assisted her, having not witnessed their claws in years. They penetrated the man’s thighs, inflicting wounds that elicited cries of agony. She turned her head aside upon noticing one of them approaching to strike her, presumably attempting to render her unconscious, resulting in him hitting his own companion squarely in the face.
The man released her, and as he gasped in agony, she extracted pieces of flesh from his legs while stepping back, raking her claws through his limbs before launching herself at the next victim. She could finally discern the sounds of combat occurring behind her; it appeared the girl had resolved to retaliate, which was long overdue.
She confronted the assailant with a broken nose, evaded his strike, feigned an attack, and then delivered a powerful elbow strike between his shoulder blades, causing him to collapse to the ground. As he attempted to rise, she kicked him forcefully between the legs, eliciting a howl of agony. She observed with satisfaction as he clutched his groin and curled up in distress, having exerted all her strength in that manoeuvre.
She turned around, two adversaries down, two remaining, although the smaller of the two men regarded her with evident fatigue. “Approach, you imbecile; I shall sever your genitals,” she hissed directly at him. To amplify her menace, she extended her clawed hand, snapped it shut, and mimicked a yanking motion, illustrating her intended action.
He glanced beyond her at his two injured companions, then abruptly fled down the alley in the opposite direction, seemingly unwilling to confront her. Her gaze shifted to the large man, who had Sadie restrained against him with a hand encircling her throat. She was diminutive for an Alpha female, measuring scarcely 5 feet in height.
Exhaling in irritation, he encircled her waist with one arm, lifting her entirely off the ground, depriving her of any leverage to escape. Despite her continued resistance against him, she bore multiple bruises and had claw marks tearing through her shirt, with blood oozing from several wounds.
Her eyes conveyed everything. She required assistance. The woman assuming her position was now imploring with her eyes for Brianna to assist her, to preserve her life. She disapproved of it, yet could not permit her to be abducted by this scoundrel who would subject her to violence, potentially assault her for an indeterminate duration, before relinquishing her to his associates and subsequently trafficking her once he had exhausted his use of her.
“Release her,” she hissed at the scoundrel. “I am the superior option.”
“You are insignificant,” he chuckled. “She possesses Alpha blood; she will command a substantial price.”
I observed Sadie’s eyes widen significantly, now filled with fear.
“Not under my supervision.” “I am aware of her faction, and you are a doomed individual,” she declared, disregarding the fact that he was employing Sadie as a shield. The woman’s wolf would mend her wounds, should she incur any.
The rogue’s eyes widened as he comprehended that restraining Sadie would not prevent her from assaulting him. He hurled the girl against the wall to his left, and Brianna attacked him with her claws extended, tearing into his side. She successfully pierced one claw between two of his ribs, puncturing his lung, which collapsed the instant her claw withdrew. She knelt, feeling two of her own ribs shift, and hissed in pain. As she pivoted to confront him, she delivered a powerful front kick to his abdomen, followed by a knee strike to his face as he descended.
Fortunately, Sadie had previously injured him, and the collapsed lung significantly facilitated his defeat, rendering him less formidable than the others. She observed him lying unconscious on the ground, then raised her gaze to the other two, who were rising. With a loud and aggressive snarl, she expressed her unwillingness to engage them again. However, they initially focused on their leader before finally directing their attention to her. She feinted, prompting both to turn and flee.
She groaned and clutched her side, where her fractured ribs caused her pain, wiped the blood from her split lip, and muttered, “just freaking great.” She turned to observe Sadie, who remained on the ground, appearing dazed, with a head wound bleeding from her impact against the wall.
It was imperative not to abandon her there; if that large brute on the ground regained consciousness first, or if his associates returned, they would simply seize her as initially intended.
What should be done? Exhaled deeply and lifted the girl, who could partially walk in her semi-dazed condition, as they proceeded down the alley in the opposite direction of the rogues and signalled a passing taxi. The driver appeared astonished by the condition of the two individuals, both of whom bore bloody injuries on their bodies. “Transport her to the hospital,” she instructed him, transferring all the cash from her wallet into his hand.
He observed it; it was more than sufficient. “I will arrive independently,” she placed a still disoriented Sadie in the rear seat of his taxi. She reclined on the back seat and subsequently closed the door. “I am serious; directly to the hospital.” She indicated him with a finger and captured a photograph, emphasising her assertion.
“What is your perspective?”He enquired, surveying her injured condition.
“I will proceed to my destination independently,” she reiterated to him. Observed the man re-enter his taxi, recorded the license plate, and memorised his facial features in the event that the girl did not survive the hospital visit. He appeared reliable; she wished he was.
She proceeded directly to her car and departed for home. She needed to clean herself and, ideally, recover before Logan returned from school.
