Heather ran through the forest skidding to a stop when she heard a girl scream, she followed the sound to a clearing. The smell of blood was strong and Heather shook her head trying not to gag as she walked closer to a heap of fur which turned out to be the young wolf ivy and next to her the warrior who went to protect her. Her ears bent back against her head and she sat down and howled out to her pack but mainly to her mate to come and help. A few miles out Jason had heard his mates howl and ran towards her but a sound tugged at his heart and legs making him go faster and his fellow warriors close behind "Heather!!!" he leaped out of the brush and into the same clearing to see his mate being torn to shreds by rouges. He snarled and attacked the two rouges and the other warriors helped kill them both. Heather whinned in pain barely alive when she felt her body being lifted into the air by 6 men one was her mate. They had to turn human to carry her. But it wasn't her life she was worried about, it was the baby she is carrying that worried her. "The baby" she whimpered quietly as the warriors carried her to camp. She soon passed out.