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Alpha.
    She walked out to her bike slowly, looking across the street at where her father and Enforcers were all having a meeting that she should be attending. Swallowing that pill was proving to be very difficult. She was just putting her helmet in the storage, when she saw the car careening around the corner at the end of the street. Cloe squinted to see if she could tell who was driving, but she did not recognize the man behind the wheel. What she did see was the guns pointed out the side back windows on either side of the car.
    Running into the middle of the street, she pulled the gun from her waistband and began firing. The two Enforcers that were standing in front of the Pack house jumped for cover, but also began firing at the car. They had at least gotten a few shots off, before the rapid-fire from the automatic weapons erupted in the main street. Cloe reloaded her gun and swore she only had this one clip of silver bullets left.
    Cloe flinched a little when the windows on either side of the street began exploding. She only hoped that people had heard her gunfire and took cover before these assholes started to shoot. Aiming, she pulled the trigger and grinned when the driver slumped to the side, and the car began to swerve, one down she thought as she felt the first bullet enter her leg. Swearing, she ducked behind a car parked in front of her.
    She heard her father howl, and peaked around the edge of the car to see where the car stopped. It had been heading away from the Pack house to her side of the street, and when she looked, she saw that was indeed, where it went. Crawling around to the other side of the car she was hiding behind, Cloe once again peaked out from behind the car and she saw three wolves, all scrambling from the car. Clearly, she had killed the driver since he remained unmoving in the front seat.
    Cloe growled and sat back. Her leg was on fire and she looked down to see the blood flowing freely. It was not healing like she would have expected, which could only mean one thing. They shot her with a silver bullet. Damnit, who the fuck were these assholes?
    She thought and leaned back against the grill of the car. She pushed with her good leg until she was halfway standing, leaning on the hood. The men who had shot her were firing at her father and her Enforcers, keeping them pinned to the other side of the street. She was the only one who remotely had a chance to stop them.
    Cloe checked how many bullets she had left and grimaced. She had better make it good, because she only had four shots left. Closing her eyes and thinking about the training her father insisted she had with guns. You would not think a wolf would need to learn how to shoot, but she was thanking her father silently, for encouraging her to learn different self-defense techniques when she was younger.
    She took a deep breath and then leaned over the side of the car and braced her arm on the hood. Cloe made sure that they were still focusing on the Enforcers across the street, they were, and she pulled her hand up with the gun and held it firmly with her blood covered hand. Taking another deep breath, she fired. One, two, three, down they went and Cloe wanted to cheer, but instead she fell to the ground, and fought to stay awake. She needed help, and since she was the only doctor in town, she needed her assistant. That was Teagan; he had completed nurses training while he guarded her in California.
    “Cloe?” She heard her father call in the distance. She was too weak to answer him; instead, she laid there thinking about how pretty the clouds were. Shit, she was losing too much blood, she thought in a moment of clarity.
    “Fuck, Alpha she has been shot. Get her into the clinic.” Teagan yelled. “Well Darlin", you have done a number on your pretty tattoo. Blaine is gonna be pissed.” Her friend said to her and she smiled. On her left leg, she had a tattoo of her wolf, it had taken weeks for Blaine to get it done, but it was awesome.