Warren yowled and fought even as they held him down...... He noticed as some fell and others ran..... The biggest had shredded his back and stood on him. They both froze, but for Warren it was because the instant he felt his mates pain he was frozen with fear and rage. Then he heard the rapid fire of her guns once more and the weight on his back became dead weight. He shoved it off and stood. His rage fueling him. He batted down two of his remaining attackers and watched as the rest finally turned and fled. All except a large black wolf. It was in slightly better condition than the others. They stared for a moment then charged each other. They both leaped and impacted each other in mid air. They rolled as the hit the ground snarling and growling. They both scored bites and scratches.... But warren was losing..... He was too tired and weakened.... He jumped away to try and make a chance for the wolf to leave. But it jumped on him, sensing his weakness.