141 - DEAN'S POV

I move past the main wreckage, leaving the noise of the popping metal behind me as I head toward the dark shoulder of the mountain pass.The asphalt slowly gives way to soft, wet mud and tall winter grass.If the cartel took Daniel alive, they had to transfer him into a secondary transport vehicle waiting just outside the immediate line of fire.They would not drag him all the way down the highway on foot, because they needed to clear the area before our reinforcements arrived.I walk slowly along the edge of the road, looking for the exact spot where they pulled our hacker out of the crossfire.The wet gravel shifts under my boots as I search for any sign of a struggle.I spot a distinct set of scuff marks cutting through the dirt, leading directly away from the shattered passenger door of the flipped SUV.Daniel did not walk away from this crash on his own.The toes of his shoes dragged through the mud, leaving twin parallel lines in the soft earth.He was either unconscious from th

142 - SETH'S POV

Dean's calm, calculating voice delivers the horrifying truth, and the words hit me like a solid punch to the jaw.I stare at the deep grooves pressed into the wet mud, and a massive surge of violent, protective rage erupts straight from the core of my chest.Daniel took a bullet for our pack yesterday.He threw himself directly into the line of fire to save our sweet King from a cartel sniper, taking a brutal hit that was meant for Beau.His reward for that ultimate loyalty is a shattered collarbone, a chest full of fragile stitches, and a massive dose of heavy painkillers.Now Vincent Rossi has shoved our wounded hacker into the back of a freezing cargo truck, trapping him in a confined space with a deadly chemical weapon.My inner wolf claws desperately against my ribs, demanding blood for this terrible insult to our family.I do not waste time discussing the political implications of this discovery with my brothers.I reach down and grab my heavy assault rifle off the shoulder of t

143 - SETH'S POV

I stop jogging and crouch down low to the ground, sweeping the barrel of my rifle over the faded yellow lines in the center of the road.Small, dark droplets are splattered across the gray pavement, forming a distinct, dotted line leading straight down the highway.I pull my tactical glove off and press my bare index finger directly against one of the dark spots.The liquid is still warm and incredibly sticky to the touch.It is fresh blood.My mind flashes back to the terrible moment Daniel collapsed on the floor of the estate, clutching his ruined shoulder to shield Beau from harm.The brutal mercenaries must have ripped his fragile stitches open when they dragged him out of the crashed transport vehicle.He is actively bleeding out inside the back of that freezing truck, and every drop on this road means his time is running dangerously short.I wipe the warm blood onto the dark fabric of my pants and stand back up, my jaw locking so tight my teeth actually ache.I start moving fast

All Chapters of AN ALPHA IN HEAT: KNOTTED BY THREE POSSESSIVE ALPHAS: Chapter 141 - Chapter 143

141 - DEAN'S POV

142 - SETH'S POV

143 - SETH'S POV