Riley

My wolf landed hard on the slushy gravel beside Selene as she scrambled backward through the deep snow, her face dark with anger while she clutched her bruised ribs, but before I could close my heavy jaws around her shoulder, a loud mechanical roar echoed from above the trees as a black syndicate helicopter dropped down through the clearing. A long rope ladder slapped hard against the roof of the armored transport truck, and Selene’s remaining guards fired a sudden, frantic spray of rifle bullets into the dirt to cover her escape while she grabbed the lower rungs and pulled herself up into the open cabin, leaving her damaged...