Blood for Betrayal
With lightning reflexes, Jake swung the suitcase at the scar-faced rogue.
Bloodthirsty, four werewolves clamped down on Jake’s limbs.
The last werewolf leaped straight for me.
I was quick to dodge, but the werewolf’s claws tore through my collar and left a blood trail along my neck.
As my heart raced, I felt a wolf reaching out to me.
It was unlikely, though. During my moment of distraction, the rogue got right in my face again. I had to fight him with everything I had.
Meanwhile, Jake was pinned down by four werewolves. As I fell into danger, Jake put up a fight, his limbs ripping.
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