#Chapter 42 – To the Rescue

Victor’s phone rings on his desk. He glances on it, frowning. Edgar? He was off duty tonight – what he could he possibly want, so late?

“Hello?” Victor’s answer of the phone is short, impatient.

“Victor!” Edgar yells into the phone – Victor can hear the howl of traffic behind him, horns honking and the screech of tires. “Quick – Evelyn!”

Victor’s body goes immediately rigid. “What’s wrong,” he demands.

“Evelyn – you need to – NOW, Victor! Her house! Something’s wrong!”

“I’m going,” Victor says, hanging up and shoving his phone in his pocket as he bolts out of his office.

“Victor?” He hears Amelia call after him as he bursts through the back door. “Where are you –“ Her voice fades into the background.

Victor launches into a sprint as he crosses the back yard. His mind is blank, his whole body focused on action – get there, get in, help her.

Soon the cottage is in sight – the back porch – the door. Victor hurtles up the steps and crashes through the back door, breaking the lock.

He loses his breath at the sight before him – Evelyn, unconscious on the ground, her hands tied behind her, blood oozing from a cut on her cheek – gagged –

He hears a screeching cry and his head snaps to the left to see his boys – his boys – likewise tied up, sobbing on the couch, gags around their mouth. But where –

Suddenly, Victor feels someone leap onto his back. They are fast, agile, reaching around him to scratch at his face – his neck –

Something snaps in Victor and he lets out a roar. In a single move he reaches behind him, grasps the assailant, and flips her over his shoulder, slamming her to the ground. She lets out a pathetic cry, her leg twisted under her – clearly broken.

throws himself on top of the

fury in his throat. She gargles a reply. “Tell me!” He screams,

as she leers up at him,

his fist across her head, aiming for her temple.

“It’s fine,” he says, reaching them, pulling their gags free, sweeping his eyes over them to ensure that they are safe. They

on Evelyn. “Ian,” he commands,

responding to his cool command, lessen their screams to sobs and Ian – with shaking

feeling for a pulse at her neck. Thank god – she’s alive. Softly, he removes the gag from her mouth and assures himself that she’s breathing. As he moves his hands down to remove the

one foot on either side of Evelyn, protecting her unconscious body beneath him. His lips curl back, revealing his teeth – ready to tear into anyone

Victor can see he’s not a threat. Victor pauses a moment, and then, registering that it’s Edgar, his own Beta, slowly

let him know that it’s

hiding his wolf away inside him

Edgar asks, moving

he forgot about the assailant. He gestures towards her form, thankfully still

“Dead?”

ropes around their ankles. “Boys,”

look up at him, still dripping tears. Victor’s heart leaps into his throat, seeing them so raw, so unsure of their world. God, he had meant to protect

their cheeks. “You are safe, boys. I am so, so sorry this happened. Please,

it, too – he will do anything – anything

Hell, he can’t even protect them in his own back yard. Victor’s face hardens, steely. Changes would have to be

care of your mother right now, Ian, Alvin. You sit

says, sniffing. “Can we get

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