I twisted in the air, escaping the monster's clutches by a tiny hair, and shifted into my werewolf. My brain had caught feet of its own because I let myself be led by my instincts of danger and ignored everything else around. I knew my senses were always right. They had nearly been screaming at me about the impending threat.

Growling, I leaped at the intruder and tried to bite into his chest. But the small distance between us made my guts wrench. There was something odd. The wolf avoided my sharp fangs and swirled to the left, shoving me to the grass with immense force. I would've gasped, but...