Stone Bear: Sentinel (A BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Stone Bears Book 1) (15 page)

Caia

“This is really one of the stupider ideas you’ve ever had, Ben,” she said in disbelief. “I mean, you must at least recognize that, don’t you?”

“It’s not, actually,” the Sapphire Alpha replied, much more calmly than she liked. “Once the next batch is done, you’ll see what.”

“The next batch of what?” she asked suspiciously, trying to feign ignorance. After Ben had caught her snooping around the Sapphire territory—apparently she had been spotted and followed for almost half of her journey—he had escorted her to a large building she hadn’t noticed before, one large enough to house all of the Sapphires. Handcuffs around her wrists and ankles had reduced any hope of escape, so she had spent her time looking around. There was still an entire portion of the building she hadn’t seen, but Caia had already deduced that it must be where the drugs were being made.

“It doesn’t matter,” Ben said, his voice serene, as if everything were going to plan.

“You must have your entire crew out here,” she said, having counted numbers of individual shifters and come up with close to his entire crew, including the half dozen Opal members living there in exile.

“They are. Even those who don’t agree, but know better. Every single one of them is here, because they listen to me.”

“Hoo boy. Easy there Caesar,” she said mockingly.

“Enough!” he snarled.

“You know who I haven’t seen,” she said conversationally. “Your liaisons. Where
are
Nash and Olivia? Aren’t they supposed to be following you around? Or did you kill them too?” She spat the last part as an insult, but it didn’t faze Ben. In fact, he simply laughed.

“Olivia is on her way home to see dear old dad, who is dreadfully sick, and Nash, well. Let’s just say his leg is going to need some time to heal.” His eyes fixed Caia with a stare that sent shivers down her spine. “I don’t intend to kill
everyone
you know. Just those who insist on meddling in my business.”

“How did you manage to break Nash’s leg without him realizing it?”

Ben smiled again. “You humans are so fragile. All it took was a little clumsiness on my part, and I happened to fall against dear old Nash’s leg.” He shrugged. “Whoops.”

Caia shook her head at his casual attitude. “Well, since you seem intent on killing me, at least tell me what the hell is going on. I don’t believe for a second that selling this drug—whatever it is—is your end game.” She dropped her pretense of not knowing what the Sapphires were doing out here, hoping the fact that she knew more than he would have liked might convince Ben to see reason.

Unfortunately, like everything else she tried, it seemed to have no effect.

“What I’d really like to know,” she pressed, “is how you managed to take so many of the big players out of the game. Neutralizing the dragons? That’s a pretty bold move for a bear shifter, don’t you think?” she asked.

There was a brief flickering of surprise and something else almost like fear deep within Ben’s eyes, but then he clamped down on it. His reaction was almost as heartening as it was frightening, as Caia thought through what it meant.

Ben had been unaware until she spoke about whatever it was that was keeping the Kedyns and Ferro from becoming involved. That meant that he wasn’t the mastermind of everything that had been going on in Genesis Valley. Someone else was... someone who was controlling the most powerful shifters, and quite possibly the entire Sapphire crew as well. Ben was just another player, and one not trusted enough to be aware of everything that was going on. To cap it all off, he was scared by that sudden knowledge as well.

“What have you done?” she whispered.

“Shut up,” he snarled. “Malcom, take her outside,” he said, motioning to one of the Sapphires in the room. “Put her by the fire. We don’t want her getting cold,” he said harshly.

“Who are you working for, Ben Groll?” she shouted, struggling with her bonds as Malcom forced her to her feet.

“I work for no one,” he snapped. “We do this on our own.”

“Who gave you the recipe for the drug?” she yelled back over her shoulder.

Fingers snapped, and Malcom paused in his efforts to haul her outside.

“What do you know?” he asked, peering into her eyes as she looked at him defiantly.

Caia’s brain was working on overdrive as his eyes searched hers.

What was it that I just said that got to him? It had to be something about the recipe, because I’d already mentioned the drug, and he didn’t even blink then. Why is he so concerned about the recipe? Could a copy of it have leaked? Oh shit.

Caia fought back another blow of terror as she realized what it was that had Ben on edge.

“Holy hell,” she said, her gaze stiffening as she took the upper hand in their staring contest. “You don’t even make the stuff, do you? Someone else gives it to you. All you do is sell it to lowlifes like Evan and Kent.” Caia closed her eyes. “You’ve fucked up so badly Ben. So badly.”

“Enough!” His backhand caught her across the chin, snapping her head back and leaving her seeing stars.
At least he held back,
a part of her thought. Otherwise her neck would have broken under the blow, and whoever was supplying Ben with his drugs would have been the least of her worries.

“Everyone outside, now!” Ben ordered, and the various shifters all filed outside, with Malcom dragging her along behind.

“What are we doing out here?” Caia asked as her senses returned, aided by the brisk wind that traveled over her. The cold helped her focus.

The group of shifters was arrayed facing down the road toward the entrance. She looked around, noting the nervous looks on a couple of the former Opal Crew members standing there, as well as on some of the Sapphires as well. They were spread out toward the sides of the group, with the core at the center forming Ben’s most ardent supporters, she assumed. Which was also exactly where she happened to be.

“Who’s coming?” she asked Malcom nonchalantly. He looked at her but didn’t reply. “Oh come on now. I’m clearly not a threat. At least satisfy my curiosity so that when he kills me, I’ll at least know what was going on. Is that really too much to ask?”

Malcom gritted his teeth, but Ben had clearly overheard. He turned to look at her. “We’re waiting for my contact.

As if on cue, a set of headlights became visible on the road. The afternoon had whittled away into evening, and the fifty-foot canopy of trees that hung over the road and also most of the clearing that Caia and the others occupied made it seem even darker than it was. She half expected it to start raining, making the scene like something straight out of a movie, but a quick glance at the sky told her that the weather wasn’t going to change anytime soon. It was clear skies and even a few early stars as far as she could see. Which, admittedly, wasn’t much with the trees obscuring most of her vision.

“Boss,” Kent said to Ben, looking agitated.

“What are you worried about now?” the Alpha responded, his voice acidic in its disgust.

“Something isn’t right. That’s not the same truck.”

She watched as Ben’s eyes narrowed.

“You’re right, it isn’t.” He turned to address the others. “Spread out. This may not be them. And Kent, get your men out of visual range. The last thing we need is someone seeing you here who shouldn’t.” The shifters scrambled to obey his commands as the truck continued down the lane, eventually coming to a halt in front of the group.

It was a big red truck, unlike any she had seen in Origin before. Caia wondered where it was. Judging by Ben’s reaction, he was just as unsure of it as everyone else. The driver slowly put it into park, and then killed the engine.

She waited with bated breath, her nerves singing with tension as the door clicked and then slowly began to open.

Gabriel

He held his breath.

Although some of them had gone out of sight, there were still quite a lot of them. More than he wanted to entertain trying to take on alone. Thankfully, Gabriel knew he wouldn’t have to.

He thought back to the meeting he had had with his team.

“Okay, team. Let’s all get to know each other. I think Raphael, Uriel, Ajax, Garrett, Russell, you all know each other, right?”

There had been nods all around.

“Okay. Over here are the friends I called to help us out. They aren’t here for the dirty work; that’s our job. They’re here for containment and sheer numbers, and because they don’t want to see this drug take hold here in Genesis and spread toward them.”

“Folks, this is Calan and his friends Jet, Andy, and Tanner. They’re from Bear Bluffs. In case you weren’t aware, Bear Bluffs is a town about two hours south of here.”

Greetings and words of thanks had been exchanged on behalf of the bears from Genesis Valley. Gabriel had let it go on for a few minutes before he had raised a hand for silence.

“Okay,” he had said. “Here’s the plan…”

Now all he could do was hope that they were living up to their end of things. The lights were still on from his truck, and he had purposefully left the high beams on, effectively blinding any of them from seeing who he was until he stepped beyond the light, as he did now.

“Gabriel. I should have known.” Ben was the first to speak, recognition sinking in.

“You should have known better Ben,” he said, his voice as hard as steel. “This time you’ve gone too far.”

He could see Caia and the restraints around her feet, and presumably her wrists too. It incensed him. The animalistic fury of his bear exploded within him, demanding the blood of whoever had dared lay a hand on her. On
his
mate
. Gabriel’s nostrils flared as she took a step toward him, but was pulled back by another shifter.

“You’re going to regret that,” he said evenly, slowly raising his fist and extending one finger at the unknown Sapphire shifter. “Let her go now.”

The sheer command in his tone had the other shifter looking frantically between his Alpha and Gabriel as his loyalty warred with his natural instincts. His bear knew that Gabriel was a bigger threat and that he should submit, but he was sworn to Ben.

Gabriel’s lips peeled back exposing his teeth as loyalty won and the other shifter stood his ground, yanking back on Caia’s wrists once again.

“You are ridiculously outnumbered Gabriel.” As Ben spoke, the other shifters Gabriel had seen as he came down the road walked back into view.

Interesting
. He noted that they were all former Opal crew members, but that wasn’t the most fascinating thing. Of the half dozen newcomers, only four of them appeared eager. Two of them hung way at the back, exchanging glances with each other.

Perhaps he wouldn’t have to end everyone tonight.

“Once the fighting starts,” he said, raising his voice so everyone could hear, “if you don’t wish to be bound by the idiotic decisions of your leaders, stay in human form.”

Ben snorted. “You going to take us on all by yourself?”

Gabriel stared at the Sapphire Alpha. “If that was my only choice, then yes.”

Ben began to laugh. “One versus nineteen. That should be interesting.”

“I agree,” Ajax said, stepping out from the bushes to the right and coming up to stand next to Gabriel.

Kent, the Opal Alpha, rolled his eyes. “Oh goodie. I’ve been looking for a rematch.” He turned to look at Ben. “That one’s mine.”

Ben began to nod, but stopped abruptly as another figure walked out of the bushes.

“Who do we get then?” Garrett said fiercely, his voice carrying across the entire formation. Russell appeared a moment later, coming to a halt next to his brother.

“Save some for us,” Raphael said, emerging from Gabriel’s left alongside Uriel.

“Oh, this is just too perfect!” Ben chortled, though some of his earlier bluster was dimmed as the odds became closer to even. Although the Stone Bears were each only one person, their training would make them fearsome foes—easily equivalent to three, perhaps even four in Gabriel’s case—of his own bears. In addition, Gabriel knew the Sapphire Alpha had to be aware that not all of “his” shifters were willing to fight. He could see some of the Sapphires shifting back and forth uneasily.

A branch snapped behind the Sapphire formation. Ben and Kent spun at the same time just as the Bear Bluffs shifters emerged from the forest, where they had taken the time to sneak around behind the Sapphires. All four of them had already taken their animal forms and were ready for a fight.

“Who the hell are they?” Ben asked. “They aren’t from around here.”

In response, one of the bears pawed at the ground, his huge claws leaving long furrows in the soft earth.

“They’re with me,” Gabriel said, taking command of the situation once more. He didn’t feel the need to explain exactly who the Bears were, or why they were there. It seemed likely that Ben wouldn’t have understood anyway.

“Let Caia go, and stand down, Ben. This doesn’t have to end messily.”

He laughed. “Unless I count wrong, there’s still only eleven of you. You’re somewhat outnumbered.”

Ajax shook his head. “If that’s how you truly see it, then you’re an even bigger idiot than you look, Ben Groll.”

Dammit.

“Watch your tongue Ajax, or I’ll rip it out for you,” Kent said, throwing his challenge out in defense of Ben.

The sky was darkening rapidly, and the high beams from the truck illuminated the clearing easily for everyone to see. It also showed Kent the venomous stare that Ajax was giving him.

“You will be no more by the time we are done here, Unfound. Mark my words.”

The solemnity of the threat and the sheer confidence that he would make it happen slammed into Kent, whose eyes widened in surprise at the term. Being labeled as Unfound in the Valley meant that one had no status. Whoever was given that label was destined to be hunted until they were caught and summarily ended by the first shifter available to carry out the task. It was, in effect, a death sentence. A shoot-on-sight order, to draw a parallel to the human world.

“Get out of here Gabriel, or you’ll regret it,” Ben shot back, grabbing Caia and bringing her to the front.

“I’m prepared to spare your worthless carcass Ben, but if you lay a hand on her, you’re going to join your buddy over here.” Gabriel jerked his thumb in Kent’s direction. “Let her go.”

Ben looked at him for several seconds, then shrugged. “Have it your way,” he said with a laugh, then planted his foot in Caia’s rear and sent her face-first into a wet muddy patch.

Gabriel saw his mate go down. He saw her hit the ground roughly and cry out with pain as she slid halfway across the distance between the two shifters from the sheer force of Ben’s kick. He saw her look up, blood streaming down her face from a multitude of cuts. He saw the blood.

He saw red.

Gabriel couldn’t contain his rage any longer. A roar of anger ripped from his throat as he took two strides forward and launched himself up and over Caia and directly at Ben. He didn’t change, hoping—in the sliver of his mind that was still processing things logically—that his lack of shifting might throw Ben off.

It worked. He hit the Sapphire Alpha square in the chest and the two of them went down hard. All around him, his allies closed in. Raphael and Uriel stayed in human form, charging straight in amongst the stunned shifters. Garrett and Russell were right behind them, though they spread out and shifted on the run, veering off to slam into some of the more ardent supporters of Ben and Kent, who were already changing themselves.

Ben slammed an elbow into Gabriel’s face as they rolled, stunning the Stone Bear for a split second. The Sapphire scrambled to his feet, lunging after Caia, who had gotten to her feet and was trying to escape behind the parked truck as carnage broke out everywhere. Gabriel moved lightning-quick however, and his flying tackle took Ben down once again. This time the Stone Bear landed on top and used his position to ruthlessly pummel the other shifter’s head, slamming big, meaty blows into both his temples.

He raised his fist high for a big blow, but something very large and very solid hit him like a wrecking ball. Gabriel went flying. He curled into a ball mid-air, and when he hit the tree, his side took the brunt of the impact. At least one rib crumpled, and the air was driven from his chest.

Falling to the ground, he caught a glimpse of what had hit him. It was the same shifter, now in his bear form, that had been holding Caia’s restraints earlier. That knowledge was enough to spur Gabriel to his feet. In the blink of an eye, his bear ripped from his skin, the massive grizzly letting loose a blasting battle cry that washed over the melee.

The shifter who had hit him paused in his charge as it slammed into him, the roar so powerful it was almost a physical presence. Gabriel saw the knowledge of his stutter-step pass through his eyes, but by then it was too late. The Stone Bear hit him full bore, following up his cry with the titanic physicality of his bear. He plowed into the side of his smaller foe. Huge, raking claws opened wounds within its side as he bore the other bear to the ground, repeatedly stabbing his claws at its vulnerable underside and ignoring the warm stickiness as blood poured out, coating his paws as he ripped his opponent open from throat to stomach without hesitation. At some point he realized the bear had stopped struggling and was lying still, the fight fleeing it as rapidly as his blood. Gabriel looked down at the shredded remains before turning his attention back to Ben.

The entire assault had lasted less than thirty seconds, a testament to the Stone Bears brutality and the rage boiling within Gabriel.

Fear flashed through the Alpha’s eyes and he turned to flee, but the longer, more powerful legs of Gabriel caught him in seconds. He shouldered Ben aside, taking a few gashes from flailing paws as Ben went down.

Gabriel loomed large over Ben, rearing up on his hind legs, taking in the scene before him. Uriel and Raphael had finally shifted and were tearing a swath through the assembled shifters. Ajax and Kent were battling it out, both covered in wounds, though there was a smaller bear lying with its neck at an unnatural angle nearby, which suggested Ajax had been hit by two shifters and already taken one of them out. Through his peripheral vision Gabriel saw him go in and rip another huge chunk from Kent’s throat, blood spraying everywhere. He had hit an artery.

Beneath him, Ben tried to scramble out of the way, but Gabriel landed on him, his paws collapsing ribs as his entire weight landed on the other shifter. From his side, Gabriel saw yet another bear charging him. Annoyed, he swatted another of Ben’s paws out of the way, darted in with his snout, and ripped Ben’s throat out. The Sapphire Alpha’s eyes went wide as he began to cough up blood. The wound was mortal, and Gabriel spat the torn flesh out in the direction of the oncoming shifter.

Seeing his leader lying on the ground, life fading from him rapidly, the other bear stopped in its tracks. In the blink of an eye a human was there. Gabriel shook his head.

It was too late for that.

Darting forward, he took the shifter’s head in his jaws and snapped it back up and over, breaking the neck in one swift motion, before tossing the now-dead shifter to the side.

All around him, the fight was coming to an end.

There had been nineteen combined Opal and Sapphires at the start. Corpses, both human and bear, littered the field now. That number was down to two Opal, three Sapphire in a group, guarded by Calan, Jet, and the others. Elsewhere he saw Ajax with his jaws around Kent’s head, the other shifter having submitted. Seeing the Emerald Alpha looking his way, Gabriel shook his head.

Ajax’s head twisted violently, and Kent’s neck went with it, the loud snap of bones echoing through the clearing.

To his other side, Garrett was helping Russell set his arm, which looked badly broken enough that Gabriel thought it might need surgery.

“Gabriel.” It was Raphael.

The Stone Bear spun, seeing his second-in-command kneeling next to a figure covered in blood.

“No,” he breathed, rushing over. “Uriel!” he shouted, dropping to the ground next to his junior man.

“I’m sorry boss,” the shifter gasped, his face white with pain. Gabriel looked up at Raphael, who just shrugged, then moved his hand.

The young Stone Bear was missing his entire right arm.

“Gabriel!” It was Caia. He looked up, seeing that she was okay, and then focused back on his friend. He wanted to run to her, to kiss her and ensure they hadn’t harmed a hair on her body, but he couldn’t. Not right then.

“Oh no, Uriel!” she cried, dropping down next to Gabriel.

“I’m not dying,” he said, then hissed as Raphael moved the shirt he was using to soak up the blood. “At least, I don’t think I am. Am I?” he said with sudden fear, looking up at Gabriel and Raphael.

“We need to get you to surgery right away,” he told him, not lying. “It’s not good. You heal fast, but even for a shifter losing a limb is a lot.”

Uriel nodded gravely. “I got them though, boss. I got them,” he said with a proud, but heart-wrenchingly weak smile, then passed out.