Blood From A Silver Cross (Kat Redding) - Plot & Excerpts
My gun clattered to the pavement a few yards away. The wolf snarled and leapt forward, teeth bared. He was already fully shifted, as if he’d been waiting inside for this very moment. I didn’t have time to think. I sure as hell didn’t expect to get into a fight like this tonight. I knew there were places where rogue wolves congregated together, but they were often off the beaten path. Having too many werewolves living close together—or like these ones, living together—would typically draw the eye of the local count. These guys must have been damn near model citizens to still be living together like this. Until now, that is. I ducked backward, losing my balance as the wolf barreled into me. Hot breath that smelled vaguely of spaghetti washed over me as he snapped at me. He thought he could overpower me with his bulk, but I surprised him by adjusting my fall and using his momentum to fling him over me. I took a knee to the chin and got up close and personal with his private parts, but otherwise, was unharmed.
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