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Don’t open—”
    Rachel cried out as the door burst open and hit her in the
center of the chest. She staggered back, unable to draw air to scream as an
enormous fucking beast rushed into her house. Hitting the wall, she used her
hands to keep her balance and stay on her feet. Her mind tried to process what
she was seeing. The black wolf that had barged in was bigger than any dog she’d
ever seen, weighing at least a couple hundred pounds. Its feet were the size of
china plates, its head like a motor block. It gazed down the small hallway,
yellow eyes intent on its target.
    Chloe cried out, her terror evident. She took off, bolting
into the living room.
    Rachel watched, horrified, as the wolf went after her
friend. She didn’t think, acting on impulse. Snatching an umbrella by the door,
she tore after them. She entered the living room, braced for a fight. Chloe had
taken cover behind the couch, using it as a barrier. To Rachel’s shock, she
noticed Chloe’s face had changed. It was terrifying to watch her friend morph
into something else. Chloe’s elbows bent oddly, golden hair appearing on her
arms. The wolf across from Chloe slashed the furniture, ripping the cushions to
shreds. It reared back on its hind legs, ready to pounce.
    “I don’t fucking think so!” Rachel snarled, charging at the
thing. “Get out of my house!”
    She aimed at its head and brought the umbrella down. Her aim
was true, striking the wild animal at the base of its skull. It shook the blow
off so she hit it again, then again. The final whack bent the umbrella at the
center, making the weapon useless. She tossed it to the ground, facing the wild
creature that spun on its back legs to face her.
    The wolf snarled. Vibrant gold eyes locked on to her.
    Rachel didn’t feel herself hit the ground.
    One second she was standing. The next her back made solid
contact with the floor. The wind went out of her lungs, making it impossible to
breathe. A horrible stabbing pain swept through her shoulder, burning like raw
fire. The animal shook her like a rag doll, lifting her torso from the ground.
She tried to push the thing away, shoving at its furry shoulders. Warm wetness
seeped down her chest and back, soaking her shirt. Bringing her hands up, she
tried to yank at the wolf’s ears and get free.
    I’m going to die.
    For all her brave talk to Chloe earlier, she didn’t want to
die. Certainly she accepted she wouldn’t live forever but she’d assumed she had
plenty of years ahead of her. She’d never done any of the things she wanted.
She’d never seen the world or traveled outside of Black County. She’d never
seen any of the beautiful places she’d heard about. She’d never been in love.
She’d never seen the sunrise. She’d never put on a pretty dress to be like one
of the beautiful girls she loathed but also envied. There were so many other
things she’d wanted to do and now she never would.
    She screamed when the white-hot pain in her shoulder
increased, fangs ripping sideways through her flesh. Then the agonizing
sensation was gone, taken away as the black wolf veered, let go and moved away
from her. Growls echoed through the room, the vile sounds making Rachel
tremble. Back and forth the snarls went, the awful sounds ripping through her
skull. She tried to roll over, grimacing when she touched her shoulder. Blood
oozed between her fingers, soaking her palm. She wondered if she was bleeding
out, her racing heart pumping all of her blood from her body.
    A whine pulled her from her morbid thoughts.
    A blonde wolf—much smaller than the other one—had taken the
black beast down. The other animal shook its head, snarling furiously, bracing
its paws on the fallen wolf’s chest. Blood gushed from the blonde wolf’s mouth,
winding down the black beast’s coat and dripping on the carpet. Even as the
huge beast whined and whimpered the pale wolf didn’t relent, biting down,
snarling ferociously.
    A blur caught Rachel’s attention and she