Urge her mate to kill the boomer!

Freya glared at the monstrosity and his obscene overtures Hissing at him, she backed behind her mate, her fingers lightly playing up his back. Spurred into action her mate roared and leaped forward.

Her mates strength was far greater then other infected, and the **** of his punch knocked the boomer backwards. Still the boomer was much bigger, and as the incubus rushed him, its huge hand caught him by the side. With uncanny agility for his size, the fat zombie spun and slammed the smaller man into a wall. The wall shook from the ****, and cracked on impact.

The huge beast reared back, preparing to slam him into the wall again. Using its momentum, the agile zombie twisted, slamming his knee into its blubbery face, causing it to stumble and let go.

Hitting the ground deftly, he spun and slammed his heel into his opponents calf, sweeping it off its feet. The ground shook as it fell on its back.

Leaping forward knee first, the handsome warrior aimed for the nose, but was taken by surprise, as it rolled up and slammed its fist into his chest, sending him hurtling down the hall.

Her mate tumbled over and over, coming up on his knees with anger in his eyes, even as the boomer rose to its feet and turned roaring at Freya. The beast was winning, yet it roared in anger at her. Was it mad that she had started this, was it a warning of what would come when it won? Or was it that it was afraid that if she joined, he wouldn’t win?