Fantine

The thick smoke from the shotgun blast was still floating above the wet ground as I stepped into the red snow near the front bumper, keeping my daggers ready in my grip while Riley stayed in his massive wolf form, his teeth bare and his eyes locked onto the remaining six syndicate soldiers who were pressed flat against the side doors of the heavy transport truck. Silas and his mountain warriors formed a wide circle around the back wheels to block the road, so Selene had nowhere left to run, but she just wiped a drop of mud off her cheek and smiled at me like we were still...