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the General expected the wolves to keel over without a whimper. Would the poison kill them or just incapacitate them? It didn’t matter. There could be no peace now. Not for a good long while.
    What kind of man did something like this in a holy place like a church?
    Darius had to get his people out of here without bloodshed. He spoke under his breath to Killion, knowing several of the wolves around them would hear it too. “You’re going to get sick. You’ll need to go to the restroom. Take at least two of the others with you. Go now.”
    As a plan, it was weak. But at least getting a few of his number out of the room would help keep them from being surrounded. And Darius knew from childhood games that Killion could fake vomit better than anyone.
    Killion made a huge retching sound and thrust his arms out, hitting Darius and their sister Jennalyn who sat on Killion’s other side.
    Jennalyn jumped up. “Oh my God, Killion.” She slapped her chest.
    Darius thought she’d overacted a little, but the guards didn’t seem to realize it. They fidgeted but otherwise didn’t move.
    “Take him to the restroom,” Darius ordered.
    Jennalyn hauled Killion over her shoulder while one of the other warriors rushed to his other side. They half-walked, half-dragged him toward the hallway door.
    Two of the guards stepped in front of them. “You’ll have to stay here.”
    Darius rose, the other remaining warriors standing with him. He motioned with his eyes for them to fan out.
    “Can’t you see he’s sick?” Jennalyn nearly screeched. “If you don’t move, he might puke all over you.”
    One of the guards skittered to the side but reluctantly returned to his spot when the other guard glared at him.
    “This is ridiculous.” Jennalyn stormed forward. “Move.”
    The two guards pulled handguns out and trained them on her, the other guards quickly following suit.
    No one breathed for a full second. Darius put his arms out, palms down. “No need for trouble. We just need to use the restroom. You can put those guns down.”
    “No one’s leaving the room,” the first guard said. “The General’s orders.”
    “We don’t want any mangy dogs running around the compound,” another said.
    Darius just barely kept his lip from curling back. If they called him a mangy dog one more time, he’d show them what a changed werewolf really looked like.
    Breathe. He had to breathe. His wolves felt echoes of every emotion he had. If he gave in to his anger now, there’d be a massacre.
    “Fine. We won’t leave the room. Killion, puke over by the wall,” Darius said.
    “Hey!” one of the guards said.
    Before Darius could say anything else, the door from the kitchen opened and several women streamed through.
    “I’m telling you, the General didn’t want us to wait on them so soon,” an older woman said.
    “What kind of servers are we if we don’t?” Aislinn’s voice came from behind.
    The guards swung around, the women unknowingly passing between them and the wolves. As a distraction, it was perfect.
    “Now!” Darius said.
    The wolves raced at the human guards, jumping over and around the women where necessary. Darius reached the guard closest to him just as the guard fired his gun. The bullet whizzed past Darius’ ear. Before the guard could take another shot, Darius punched him square in the face. Even without his werewolf strength, Darius spent enough time in the gym to punch a wallop. The guard crumpled to the floor.
    Killion and Jennalynn grappled with the mouthy guard while other wolves took on guards one on one or two on one. Darius came up behind one of the enemy and knocked him on the back of the head, taking him out of the fight.
    A couple of guards got off shots, but most were knocked cold or pinned before they could hurt any of the wolves. In less than a minute, the guards were subdued. Two wolves covered each door so none of the humans could get out and alert the General. Several of the women screamed and