Riley

The loud sound of the gunshot exploded through the study as Dante pulled the trigger of his pistol, but the bullet went wide and slammed straight into the wall plaster behind us because I shoved Fantine out of the way while my wolf form pushed forward, letting my claws sprout and my muscles swell as I launched my body across the flat surface of the wooden desk.

The desk cracked down the center as my weight slammed into Dante's chest, knocking the glass jar of wolf-bane powder onto the floorboards where it shattered into tiny pieces, and I grabbed his right wrist with my large wolf hand, squeezing his...