The Rejected True Heiress
“Can you keep the wolves distracted for a minute?”
“Why? What are you gonna do?”
“Wolfsbane reacts to clean water. I’m gonna turn on the sprinkler system. It should snap the wolves out of it.”
Amy hesitated, but then nodded and picked up a nearby broom, brandishing it like a weapon.
“Now, listen here, wolves,” she said, waving the broom handle around, “you’d better behave, otherwise you’re gonna get a good dose of—”
The first wolf lunged. I heard the sickening crack of wood as it clamped its jaws down on the broom handle and snapped it in one motion.