Chapter 60

CHAPTER 60

“ D on’t move,” the shifter standing in front of him said as Logan took in the gun aimed at Shane’s chest, taking away any doubt in his mind that the gun was filled with silver bullets.

Logan didn’t say anything as he reached over and grabbed hold of Shane’s trembling arm and gently pushed him back the same time that he stepped in front of him, his gaze never leaving the asshole that wasn’t leaving this house alive.

“Lay one finger on my son and I’ll rip your fucking throat out,” Logan said, letting his eyes turn silver as he watched more men file into the room.

“Dad?” Shane said on a pained groan as he grabbed Logan’s arm.

“It’s going to be okay,” Logan promised him as he took in the men surrounding them, some of them human, and all of them heavily armed, and debated how he was going to-

“Why don’t we join the others?” the man in front of him suggested as Logan felt Shane go still behind him.

“That’s a good idea,” Logan said, tightening his hold around his son’s arm as he used his hold to pull Shane against his back as he moved, making sure to stay between Shane and the men aiming their weapons at him.

Telling himself that Jill and the twins were okay, Logan kept moving, letting the men push them into the foyer where several more humans waited for them. Every single one of them had their weapons aimed at Shane, knowing that he wouldn’t do anything to risk his son. So, Logan let them force them down the hallway and past the kitchen, knowing that he would kill every fucking last one of them before the night was over.

When they reached the pool doors, two armed men opened the doors seconds before they were led inside and-

“Daddy!” Caleb cried, drawing his attention only to forget how to breathe when the asshole holding him by the back of his neck ran the flat side of a silver blade over the side of his neck.

“Caleb!” Shane screamed, moving to go to him only to go still when Logan squeezed his arm in warning as they watched one of the men pointedly hover the silver blade over Emma’s neck.

Logan took in the red marks on Caleb’s neck before his gaze shifted to Emma to find a matching red mark on her neck. Swallowing hard, Logan watched his little girl quietly cry for another moment before he took in the priests standing against the back wall. He moved on to the humans and shifters taking up positions around the large room before his gaze landed on Tomas as he was forced to his knees on the other side of the pool and-

Angel.

He watched as Jill was forced to her knees a few feet away from Tomas. Her silver eyes pleaded with him as her gaze flickered to the twins. Logan nodded once, letting her know that he would take care of them before his gaze shifted back to Tomas. He took in the dazed look in the demon’s eyes, the blood trickling from his ear and noted how pale he’d gone and wondered what they’d injected him with as he took in the rest of the men surrounding them.

“Grab him,” one of the men said as several men pulled out large crosses and held them up as they moved closer while two men pulled out silver daggers and moved towards Shane. Logan shifted, moving to block them from getting to his son when a small cry drew his attention to find the man holding Emma by the back of her neck, placing the blade against her skin.

“Let go, Dad,” Shane whispered, placing a trembling hand over his and, after a slight hesitation, Logan released the hold he had on his son and was forced to watch as they grabbed Shane and dragged him over to join the twins.

“Move,” came the cold command as the crosses came closer, leaving him with no choice but to allow them to force him over to the pool. A moment later, he was forced to his knees across from Tomas and Jill. He mouthed, “I love you,” to Jill before he shifted his attention to the children.

“Everything’s going to be okay,” Logan said, taking in the men positioned around the room, noting that most of them were human, heavily armed, and extremely organized. They’d managed to take over the house quickly, letting him know that he’d been betrayed.

The question, of course, was by who.

After taking in the weapons aimed at his children, Logan took in the priests surrounding the pool and found himself wondering if this was a human unit run by the Sentinels, but he knew that they would never send humans after him. He took in the bibles held against their chests and the rosaries wrapped tightly around their fists before his gaze dropped to the pool. He sent a questioning look to Tomas, who nodded once before he shifted his attention to the human taking a closer look at Shane.

“He’s transitioning,” the man murmured absently as he flashed a penlight in Shane’s eyes, causing his son to wince before standing up and-

“Lock him in the box,” came the cold command that had Logan’s stomach dropping as several men carried in a metal box barely big enough for one of the twins and placed it behind Shane.

“Keep your fucking hands off my son,” Logan bit out coldly, knowing what would happen to Shane if he transitioned for the first time in that box.

His bones would break, from his spine to his legs and his arms, forcing his body to heal faster and make his blood more potent. If they kept him in the box for the next six months, it would make his blood irresistible to the right shifter looking to make all of his Alpha dreams come true.

“You don’t want him in a box?” came the question that had Logan turning his head to find Gray taking his time walking around the pool.

He should be surprised that the mutt had been the one to betray him, but…

“You can’t be this fucking stupid,” Logan said, watching the shifter that knew better than to try to fuck him over chuckle.

“That depends on how this turns out,” Gray said, absently gesturing between Jill and Shane. “Your mate or the mutt?”

“Both,” Logan said firmly.

Nodding absently, Gray paused behind Jill with a pointed look at her hands. Without a word, the man guarding her removed her handcuffs and grabbed hold of her arm. Gray watched him as a second man grabbed her other arm and-

“Save them,” Jill said as they forced her to bend over as they extended her right arm in front of her and held her hand inches above the pool water. Logan moved to get up only to have several hands grab hold of him. He grabbed the hand on his left arm and squeezed, instantly breaking it before he reached for the one grabbing hold of his right arm only to go still when he heard Emma scream.

His gaze shot to his little girl to find a human holding her over the water. “How long do you think she can hold her breath?” Gray asked as the human holding Emma by her neck squeezed, tearing another sob from her.

“Leave her alone!” Caleb shouted as he tried to go to her only to have the man holding him lift him over the water and tear a scream from him.

“Stop!” Shane screamed as he struggled to stay on his knees.

Logan opened his mouth only to get cut off by a roar of pain. His gaze shot to Jill only to find the men guarding Tomas shoving his hand in the pool. Within seconds, his hand was turning black before slowly turning gray and fell away, forcing the demon to bite back another roar of pain.

“Should we see how your mate handles holy water?” Gray suggested.

“Leave my mother alone!” Shane shouted, struggling to break free.

“Don’t fucking touch her,” Logan bit out coldly as he watched in terror as her hand was brought closer to the pool.

“Then, I suggest you tell the mutt to get in the box,” Gray said with a pointed look at Shane.

“I’ll go in the box! I’ll go in the fucking box!” Shane said, gasping in pain as he allowed the men guarding him to shove him in the small metal box. His eyes flashed silver as they locked with Logan’s while he did his best to let his son know that he would get him out of there.

“Put them down,” Jill said, only to add, “Please,” when the men didn’t move.

After a slight hesitation, Gray nodded as a second box was brought in and placed next to Shane’s. Without a word, they placed Caleb in the box. He watched Shane reach through the bar with a trembling hand to take Caleb’s small hand in his only to have the men pick up Caleb’s cage and placed it closer to the pool.

“I want Mommy and Daddy,” Caleb mumbled quietly as he grabbed hold of Emma’s hand through the bars as a lock was placed on his box.

“Tell Pierce that we’re ready,” Gray said as one of the shifters grabbed hold of Caleb’s box and shoved it closer to the edge.

“She already knows,” came the quietly murmured words as Logan found himself looking up and-

“Elizabeth.”