Free Destined for Harmony by Leia Shaw Page A

been ambushed. Sorin didn’t know how it’d happened, but they were hugely outnumbered. The Victorian-style house sat in the isolated backwoods of some nameless town. Well, he’d name it now. We’re-fucked-ville.
    It was ten fifteen in the morning – he knew because they’d planned to sneak into the house and slaughter each vampi re as they slept. But they’d been prepared. Somehow they’d known the pack was coming.
    At least two dozen vampires crawled out of the ho use in full daylight. Someone had given them a potion to withstand the sun. Oh, joy.
    Tomas barked instructions to the team. They huddled together, surrounded on all sides but ready to fight as they protecting each other’s backs. He steadied his hand on the sword at his side. The vampires charged and Sorin fought hard, letting years of grief for his dying wolves fuel him.
    The next twenty minutes were a blur of bat tle cries, tearing flesh, and splattering blood. The stench of death tainted the air. Vampires, like werewolves, could only be killed by beheading, which made for a messy fight.
    A fist hit him square in the jaw and his neck snapped to the side with an audible sound. He shook the dizzine ss away and faced his opponent.
    But a familiar scent hit the air and he froze. Harmony?
    He must’ve been hit harder than he thought.
    The scent hit him again, stronger than before. His gaze darted around the battlefield, which was nothing more than a blood-soaked front yard. Panic welled in his chest.
    Please, God, te ll me I have a concussion.
    Then he saw her. She fought alongside his men, dodging and striking a male vampire that looked ready to tear her apart.
    What the fuck was she doing here? Anger flooded his veins and a growl tore from his throat. Without undressing he shifted to his half-man, half-wolf form, growing at least four inches taller. Hands turned into razor sharp claws, three inch long canines ripped through his gums as his jaw doubled in size. Muscles bulged and thick fur covered his body. Crouched on all fours he spanned the distance between them in one leap, slicing through the vampire’s neck as he landed.
    He spun to face Harmony, his thoughts a mixture of rage and fear. Her eyes widened and she took a step bac k. He growled and glared to convey his displeasure. With a sharp nod, he gestured up the driveway.
    Get your ass out of here, he said with his eyes. God help her if she didn’t obey him now.
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    Harmony stared at the towering beast before her. She’d seen men in their warrior forms but never so close, and never so angry. Though she knew he wouldn’t hurt her…
    He bared his teeth with a fierce snarl. She gulped. He wouldn’t hurt her, right?
    H is message was clear – get the fuck out of here. But they were still outnumbered.
    “I can help,” she insisted, shamed by her shaky voice.
    A vampire lunged from her left. Before she could react, Sorin jumped in the way and ripped its head off. Blood sprayed straight up into the air.
    A n army of footsteps came from behind her and she spun around. Mathias sprinted down the dirt road with at least twenty men behind him, several already shifting to their crinos form. She breathed a sigh of relief.
    Sorin grunted and jerked his head up the road again. Now that the numbers were even, she could give him peace of mind and go to safety.
    She nodded, turned away and jogged up the road. If only she could explained why she was there. This was so like her – getting in trouble for trying to do the right thing. Maybe once he calmed down, he’d listen to reason. As for promises of punishment, she wasn’t sure if she feared them or looked forward to them.
    As she reached the end of the driveway, her mind was already wandering down paths it shouldn’t have gone. She barely registered the pale body that appeared in front of her. The vampire stared at her smugly. She pivoted to run the other way when something hard clamped onto her upper arm.
    A scream tore through her. It felt like