“Help!” help!” help” Jamole kept ranting at the tops of his voice as the shifter ate into his shoulders. Even about now Jamole could hardly morph into his wolf;

“What the hell!” Sasha yelled and beheld the shifter almost eating into Jamole’s face and the wolf in her howled. Quickly she morphed into her white wolf and made at the black wolf.

She knocked him off Jamole, took him on the ground, chunked into his skull and face. Heavy groaning hung over them as Sasha’s’ wolf dominated at first. The all black wolf wanted to clench on her stomach but ended up clenching her limbs, blood spilled but healed as...