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took a step forward and she got a closer-than-she-ever-wanted-to look at sharp teeth barely contained under the wolf’s lips.  
    She held out her hands. “I’m not here to hurt you. But we need to—”
    Before she finished her sentence the man/wolf behind her sailed over her head and landed gracefully on the forest floor in front of her.  
    “No!” she screamed
    She’d officially lost the only advantage she had.
    Teeth bared, the two animals circled each other. They were going to attack any second and probably kill each other before she could stop them. She had to do something.  
    Allison bent over and lifted her pant leg and grabbed the tiny gun from the holster still strapped to her calf. How it had been missed when she was tackled on the beach was nothing short of a miracle.  
    She aimed it toward the two wolves and stared down the sights. Now she only had to decide which one to shoot.  
    Before she could pick, they took the decision away from her when Diego attacked Brody in a blur of movement and vicious growls that scraped along her spine far worse than any nails on a chalkboard.  
    Fur flew as they wrestled each other to the ground and took turns biting at each other. Diego’s nearly all black fur stood out in contrast to the much lighter coat of Brody’s. If they weren’t trying to kill each other she might stand back and admire the beauty of the creatures in front of her.  
    She filed that strange thought away for further examination when there wasn’t a fight to the death going on in front of her. Werewolves were supposed to be her enemies, not subjects of her admiration.
    Diego twisted in Brody’s grasp and came up under her brother’s throat. With sudden clarity she could see the vulnerable spot that Diego was after. She moved the gun to the left and sighted in on both of them. But the way they fought and moved it was really difficult to zone in on either of them.
    Brody slashed outward, snagging his claws into the other wolf’s side. Diego scrambled backward, twisting his body to pry the razor sharp claws loose. But Brody knew how to fight as dirty as they came and he managed to keep hold of Diego by sinking his teeth into the wolf’s shoulder.  
    The snarling howls of both animals filled Allison’s mind with pain. They were both moving so fast it was hard to tell who was doing what to whom. The fight became a blur.
    Then Diego grabbed her brother and jerked him away from his shoulder. That was when she saw the bright red sheen of blood coating one side of Brody.  
    With the horror of the situation staring her straight in the face she tightened her stance and aimed the gun. One way or another she had to stop this. She only hoped she hit the right one.  
    Her brother recovered and renewed his attack, knocking Diego across the small clearing and into the tree. With a ferocious growl he followed that up by launching himself on top of Diego’s wolf.  
    For Allison, instinct kicked in. She whipped her gun around, took a shallow breath and squeezed the trigger while looking straight down the sight. The gun went off and her arms jerked from the recoil.  
    Startled, both wolves turned her way. They scrambled apart and for a moment she thought she’d missed as they turned back to each other, both ready to finish the fight.  
    Then Brody stumbled. He turned and looked at her, howling in her direction. Diego followed suit.  
    Her brother sat down on his haunches, his howls growing weaker until they sounded more like human whimpers. Bones popped and muscles stretched. One minute he was the wolf and the next he was her beloved brother falling over on his side.  
    She rushed forward, dropping the gun. “Brody. Oh my God. It is you.”
    “You shot me.”
    “I had to do something. You were going to kill him.”
    “So? That’s no reason to shoooot meeee.” The tranquilizer she’d shot him with was beginning to take hold.
    “Don’t be such a baby about it. I think we have bigger