My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"No offense to either of you, but I'm f*cking over magic." Sam mumbles from the crook of Sierra's neck.

Elena side-eyes him. "Well, it's here to stay pup, and you have a direct line to it. I would apologize before your magic decides it is over your wet dog smell and stops working."

"You all may want to pray to your Goddess, the winds are shifting." Gentry gets out as a lightning bolt cracks along the sky.

"Get everyone to the tunnels, Sierra, NOW!"

We scramble. There was no time for 'I love you's' and 'see you soon's.' I just hope this wasn't the last time I speak to any of these people.

When we get outside along the main street the air is thick and green, wind is whipping around us in short bursts. The lightning is crawling across the clouds, no start or end point, just the static in constant motion.

skids

attack. She's here, I can feel her." I keep my

enjoy the way that my skin

it in surround sound, swirling around us. We all move into protective circles, as ready as

"ROAR!"

volume of grunts and growls raise quickly as we are surrounded by a monsoon of red-eyed

human form, and head straight for the rogues coming at

hind legs as I feel one approach from behind, but the slight movement and distraction was enough for the rogue in front of me to get a decent nip on leg. The poison in their saliva stings, but it's like a bad rash for

don't want any survivor né. from this hoard. My heart is racing, and slash through these wolves. It takes more time than usual to take them out since my wolf and I are not aiming for