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I knew they would never come out if they didn’t think it was one of the teachers giving them orders, and I doubted Mr. Graves would cooperate if I asked him to do it, so I had to be more convincing and play his role.
I deepened my voice,letting it project through the echoing room full of murmurs, making myself sound older. “Evening, everyone. Unfortunately, this party has taken a slight detour. We have issues with our electricity. It looks like we’ll have to take the party to the rooftop. If all of you could make your way to the exit door and up the stairs, please do so now. I promise you it’ll be better suited for prom.”
Groans and the shuffle of footsteps immediately filled the room, but not fast enough. Any minute Rainer and his gang would roll in and innocent people’s entrails would decorate the once pristine gym floors.
“Move faster!” My voice reverberated off the walls, and it worked well enough, their trudging footsteps quickening.
Once they had all left the gym, I sat patiently on the stage, legs dangling over the edge as I waited for our opponents. There was still no sign of them yet, but once they did arrive, they would be quick to sniff out the location of the sweaty, drunken students.
Then I scented one of the werewolves, and another, then another.
The gym gate burst open.
Moonlight poured through the wide opening, and my blood reacted to the sight of it immediately, beckoning for my transition.
I heard the growls of my opponents before I saw their paws tread toward me, the surprise in their eyes when they found the gym hall empty.
Surprise was good. It meant the hunters and I were at least one measly step ahead.
“Well, well,” a voice broke through the darkness as a tall figure sauntered toward the middle of a wolf pack. “Look who stole our prey.”
Rainer stood there confidently, still in human form and wearing a wide lopsided smirk that curved upwards on one side of his cheek.
“Do you think we won’t find them? Do you think you, alone, can protect them?” said Rainer, his words tumbling out like silk sheets, mocking me.
I did my best to maintain a perfectly still poker face, but the smile that danced on Rainer’s lips as he wagered on the lives of hundreds of students made my blood boil.
Somehow, magically, my voice was smooth as I responded, “You’re not killing anyone today, Rain.”
“Oh, I think I will, but if you’re so keen on stepping in my way, should I begin with your life first?” Rainer’s smile had completely disappeared as the sentence left his lips, and it took one nod of his head to send the werewolves charging toward me.
But it also took one step from his pack for the arrows to start shooting through every hidden corner of the gym.
The fight began, and everyone became a blur of bodies around me. Blood splattered the floor, but it was impossible to know which side it belonged to. Something about it sent a wave of nausea crashing in my stomach.
Someone screamed, and I snapped my head toward the noise. It was the hunter boy with purple hair, his jaw open in a twisted expression of agony as a werewolf buried its teeth deep into his shoulder.
I moved to step in, but another werewolf fed on him, and another hunter crashed into my own body, sending me tumbling against a speaker.
I raised my head, meeting Rainer’s gaze, his eyes bloodshot and filled with rage. He was only half transformed. A muzzle started to form from his nose to his lips, fur replacing the sides of his face and his hair. And his nails grew longer and sharper, ready to slash.
His wolf form didn’t faze me.
I smiled, imitating his mocking grin as I said, “I don’t need to turn to defeat you, Rainer. Remember when we were cubs?”
Rainer growled, deep and throaty. “We aren’t cubs anymore. Are we, Gray? But it does seem like you still want to play.” He let out a soft, deadly chuckle. “So, let’s play.”
His claws dug into my shoulder, drawing blood without mercy. I rolled backward, kicking him off and picking myself up immediately. I was about to push him against the wall and trap him when a glint of metal caught my eye. My thoughts stuttered for a millisecond when I sighted the gun strapped onto his belt.
I thought I figured it would be him who would kill me. I wanted to grab a hold of that gun before he could … but it was risky.
Incredibly risky, but I had to try.
I lunged forward, hooking my arms around him. He was quick to do the same, viciously digging his claws into my back. I let out a shout but didn’t loosen my grip as I steadied my feet and hurled him into the hard wall. The wood cracked from the force of his body, but I wasn’t done.
I let the anger fuel me, but not enough to shift me into my werewolf form.
He held up his hands in defense, but the position instantly reminded me of a memory from when we were younger—a misleading defense to attack, catching the attacker off guard.
