Free Revocation (The Canyon Wolves) by Laura Fields Page B

swiped at her side with the knife.
    Harper
dodged, but not quickly enough. The silver sliced through her shirt and left a
three inch long cut by her stomach. She couldn’t back away because of her bound
feet, so instead she countered his move by grabbing his chair and swinging it
wildly.
    The
chair leg caught Conner’s ribs, stealing his breath. Harper used the spare
second to flip backwards over the table. She landed painfully upside-down on
her shoulder, but the distance that had been created through the move was worth
it.
    Harper
glanced around the basement for the exit. There was a narrow gap with stairs
leading upwards, but if the door was locked she’d be cornered. A memory filled
her mind. She was in her office with Gabby, and they were laughing. Harper saw
someone pass in the hallway, and she peeked her head out the door. The man was
young, one of the new wolves, and Harper knew that.
    “Hey!”
she had said. “ Fetch us some water.”
    The
wolf in him had been powerless to disobey her command. He didn’t look happy to
be sent on such a meaningless errand, but there was nothing he could do about
it.
    Could
Harper control Conner like that since he was the beta? Sure the alpha’s mate
ranked second-highest in the pack.
    Harper
had an idea, and she retook command from her wolf. Her eyes shifted with the
change of control. “Stop!”
    Conner
had been about to lunge over the table, but his movement slowed at her demand.
    “ Drop
the knife.” It clattered to the floor. Conner was enraged at her realization,
but there was nothing he could do but scowl.
    “ Get
on the floor.” He fought the pack magic momentarily. “I said, get on the
floor!” Harper’s voice was raw and hysterical.
    Wolf
was in shock. Pack ranking should have left Harper and Conner on equal levels.
There was no way Harper should have been able to control him so easily.
    Harper
whispered, “ Pick up the knife.”
    Conner’s
eyes widened, but his hand reached for the silver. She was so angry at him. It
was his fault she became such a monster. Harper was so conflicted. The world
would be a better place without Conner, but if she killed him she would be
guilty of another murder.
    The
words snaked out of her throat without thought. “ Cut your throat.”
    Conner
fought with every fiber of his being. The knife inched towards his neck like
death. There was nothing he could do but prolong the inevitable.
    Harper,
I’m here. Hold on, just hold on. Axel’s
voice shattered Harper’s concentration, and her wolf retook control.
    “ Stop,” Wolf said, using the human voice. Wolf knew that Conner deserved to die,
but it was her mate’s job as alpha to deliver the punishment.
    “Harper!”
Axel shouted. His voice came from above the basement.
    “Axel!”
Wolf cried back, so happy to hear his voice.
    Harper
was trapped behind a wall her wolf had created, but she still fought. Harper
wanted justice to be served; she wanted Conner dead.
    She
heard the door crash open, and Axel soon emerged. His chest was bloody, but he
was alive. He was here to help her. At the sight of him, Harper’s bloodlust
faded and she stopped struggling against her wolf.
    Without
hesitating, Axel walked to Conner and twisted his neck, ending his life.
Conner’s eyes dulled as he sank to the floor. She felt herself falling with
relief. It was over, and she was safe. Wolf could feel Harper’s control once
more in place, so she let her speak to Axel. Harper’s sight dulled as she
returned to her human senses. He knelt down and began unbinding her hands.
    “What’s
wrong with me, Axel? What’s wrong?” she whispered.
    “We’ll
figure it out.”
    “I’m
a murderer.”
    “Shhh,”
he whispered, kissing away her tears.
    “How
do I stop it? What do I do? I’m so afraid.”
    “Let
your wolf take over, Harper. She has more control.”
    “I’m
sorry,” she murmured before fainting. “I’m so sorry.”
     

Chapter
7
     
    Wolf
stretched her sore muscles as she wandered