Selling Myself To The Alpha
Chapter 107

Axel POV

"Dear goddess," Mom gasps as we fly past the cars.

"Are we in the clear?" I ask, not daring to look back at this speed. "Nope," Dad sighs. "Keep going, there are still three cars behind us."

"But four of ours are behind them," Mom says excitedly.

I keep my eyes on the road as I continue forward. If it were not for my parents, I would have turned around and joined the fight. Dad surely will enjoy it, but Mom has never fought a day in her life. She never had to.

In the rearview mirror, I watch two cars closing in on me from the sides. They either want to box me in or one of them is going to attempt the PIT maneuver.

Alpha, we are right behind them, one of my men, Chris, mind-links me.

I'm going to slow down. Ram them from behind, I'll get out of the way, I reply.

Just don't hit my car, David quickly replies.

Which one is yours? Chris asks.

I'm in a Volvo, David says.

They're all Volvos, Chris grunts irritated.

It felt like we turned left a moment ago, does that help? David asks hopefully.

Actually, it does, it means you're next to me and not behind, I mind-link.

Gradually, I decreased my speed, and they followed my lead.

Now, Chris, I mind-link and my car's engine roars as I step the accelerator down all the way.

My car speeds forward as Chris and the guys do the same. The sound of metal on metal is screeching into my mind as our cars ram them from behind. The momentum pushes a car towards us with tremendous force and I swerve to the right.

Dust and grit surround us as I go offroad and hit the gravel. The sound of a tire rupturing and Mom's screams are deafening. I tighten my grip on the steering wheel as I fight for control. It takes every bit of strength to keep the car from swerving as we slow down. Helpless, I watch as we approach a pile of rocks. Swerving away at this speed with a busted tire is almost a guarantee that I will roll the car. Hitting it at this speed will either flip or stop us.

"Hold on!" I shout to my parents as my fingers cramp around the wheel.

I steer to the side, trying to avoid the rocks without jerking the wheel but we still partially connect with the side of the rock pile. Everything turns into slow motion when the car goes airborne. Mother is screaming at the top of her lungs as the horizon turns upside down and rolls once before laying on its roof.

"Everybody okay?" I pant.

"Define okay," Dad grunts painfully. "We're all hanging upside down like bats. That's not okay. But if you want to know if we're alive, the answer is yes."

Mother's only response is to cry uncontrollably.

"What the fuck?" Dad shouts when the car starts rocking.

I cover my ears as the squealing sound of metal bending irritates my hearing. My door gets ripped open, and I look up into the clear, blue eyes of Liana's wolf. Liana POV

In horror, I watch our convoy ram into the Volvos and Axel goes offroad.

"Goddess, no!" I shriek as his car rolls through the air.

My heart is in my throat and my ears are ringing as I push the BMW to its limit.

Don't let anyone get away, I mind-link as I watch the cars recovering from the ram and trying to escape.

"Luna, watch out!" Nick warns as I zig-zag through the crash site. "You can't see him if you're dead."

"I know how to drive," I grunt as I pull over and jump out.

Anxiously I run towards Axel's car. It is lying on its roof, hissing and I can smell gasoline. I do not waste a second as I yank the door handle, but it does not want to open.

"Fuck it," I grunt and shift. I dig my claws in at the side and tear the metal away. Nick joins me and together we rip the door open.

Eagerly I look inside and relief surges through me when I see Axel alive and breathing. Overjoyed, I lick his adorable and loving face before stepping back. As happy as I am to see him unscathed, I need to get them out of the wreck. Cautiously, I crawl into the car in front of Axel and press my back against his chest.

Undo your safety belt, I will lower you down, I mind-link him.

Axel groans softly as he loosens his seat belt.

Are you hurt? I mind-link him concerned as I lower him.

"Nothing that won't be gone by tomorrow," he replies. "The safety belt might've saved my life, but it did a real number on my chest."

I crawl backwards and make space for Axel to get out.

"You're the best wife," he smiles lovingly at me as he rubs my fur. "Nick and I will take care of my parents while you get dressed."

Fuck that, I'm going to help our warriors, I huff and turn around.

"Be careful, love," Axel shouts as I run off.

It looks like a mechanical massacre when I get to the road. Cars and parts are scattered all over. Jack's people are bound and laid down on the road like sardines.

Why do I only see four cars? I mind-link the warrior next to me, as I look at two BMWs and two Volvos.

"Chris and Brandon are still following the car with David inside," he replies. "We couldn't ram it."

Just following or do they have a plan? I ask irritated.

"Chris is forcing them towards the border," he replies smiling. "And our border patrol is waiting. They're not getting away."

Do we have any operational vehicles left? I look at the damaged cars.

"Not for the purpose you're thinking of," he grins. "We will be lucky to get back home with these wrecks."

Lovely, I snort as I run to the car Nick and I have driven. I shift back and grab a t-shirt from the trunk before going back to Axel.

"Everyone okay?" I ask as Grant helps his very pale wife to walk.

"A little traumatized," Axel grins as he puts his arm around my shoulder.

"They still have David," I sigh and inform him about what I know.

"Let's go home," Axel says adamantly before looking at his parents.

"Fuck that," his mother huffs. "I'm walking."

"Mom, it's like ten miles," Axel chuckles.

"Then I'll shift and run," she lifts her chin. "But I'm not getting back into a car with you maniacs."

"I'll run with her," Nick steps forward.

"So will I," Grant looks lovingly at her. "We haven't done that together in ages."

"Okay," Axel nods before looking at me. "Let's go finish this."

"Remember that fight about death we had at the lake house?" I ask as we walk to the car hand in hand.

"Not something I will forget," he snorts and opens the passenger door for me.

"Well, I'm not arguing today," I grunt as I get it. "Mary and Jack tried to take everything from us, and now I want to take everything from them."

"I cannot agree more," he smirks before closing my door.

I take Nina's phone and call Adele.

"What's going on?" I ask.

"Everyone from Jack's pack is either dead or tied up," she replies. "No casualties on our side. We've loaded the dead into the trunks, but we don't have enough space for everyone. I'll call for transportation ..." "No," I cut her off smiling. "Tie their hands and make the fuckers walk. We're not wasting any more resources and fuel for their convenience."

"Making them suffer," Adele chuckles. "Our guys will enjoy this."

"See you at home," I smile. "Good work, Adele. I'm happy you're still with us."

"So am I, Luna," she says before disconnecting the call.

"Geez, you are pissed off," Axel chuckles as we drive home. "Not even compassion for the help. You know they only followed orders."

"They're alive, aren't they?" I grin. "Except for the bastard that injured Drew. Him I personally want to kill."

"So, do you think a surprise attack on Jack?" Axel glances at me.

"Nope," I shake my head. "They'll know we're coming since their plan failed. But I want them to see us coming, and there's nothing they can do to stop us."

"You know we'll be outnumbered?" Axel frowns.

"And we'll outsmart them," I smile confidently. "But I will look that bitch Mary in the eye when life leaves her body. Nobody threatens my family and lives to tell the story."

"Mary?" Axel raises his eyebrows. "Not Jack?"

"Have you seen that man, Axel?" I shake my head. "He's incapable of wiping his own ass. Think about it. What has he done or achieved since Angela's accident?"

"You're right," Axel mumbles thoughtfully. "Since the incident, it was Mary who has maintained communication with Mother. He didn't even get involved during the altercation at our wedding. So, you want to spare Jack?" "He didn't plan this," I sigh. "But killing him would be sparing him. It's like you've said, there's mercy in death."