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The snap of a whip sounded from above. A smile grew over my lips, a reminder of the old days when we had worked together with Izdor.
She replied mentally,Have you been able to contact Izdor?
I bowed my head mournfully.I believe he might be too weak for communication.
I’ll keep trying, Galanthia assured me.I’ll wait for your mark.
Ahead of me, the wolves were easing up. Without anyone else marching out into the clearing, they didn’t seem all that intimidated. The fact that they were dropping their guards quickly meant I could get a quick jump on them.
Yes, Galanthia is still with us, I told Macy.She’ll signal Raven when I burst through the door.
I’m almost ready, Macy said.Just a few more minutes.
Of what? She was already inside. She had Izdor and Etta in her sight. What could she have possibly been waiting for?
The men on the porch spun around as glass broke somewhere in the distance. They raised their guns and focused on the window overlooking the porch. Some kind of commotion was happening on the other side.
Crash!
Glass exploded onto the porch. My head swelled with Macy’s voice, her shouts overwhelming my ears as she urged me to get inside. I pounced from behind the brush and let my wings unfurl, revealing my gargantuan size, my claws, my glowing eyes, and glinting canines.
A few of the wolves gasped and pointed their weapons at me, but I was two steps ahead of them with my claws.Slash. Red painted the walls as a mighty roar strangled the silence of the forest. Gunfire popped off in the space between growls, inviting me to double my strength as I hauled toward the door.
One gunman went down. Then two. Then there was a pile of werewolves in the yard with their hearts beating just enough to keep them breathing. Wood splintered under my punch as I launched into the living room of the house, my head knocking over the ceiling fan and sending broken blades to the ground.
Macy screamed.
My furious roar rattled the windows of the house as three wolves launched at me. One of them smelled familiar, dancing around my legs as though he was repeating a dance we had done before. That must have been Rick, and that meant Macy was—
“Juriah, watch out!”
A wolf latched onto my shoulder while another bit my arm. I waved them around like they were stuffed animals, shaking them loose with a few hard jerks. One of the wolves bounced across the living room while the other landed on his feet, digging his claws into the vinyl floor.
He bared his teeth while approaching me with Rick. Both of them were bloody in the eyes, so hungry for vengeance that I didn’t have time to check the rest of the room for more enemies. Above, the roof split open, exposing the second floor to the glorious sky. Galanthia’s whip cracked through the hearty sound of battle as a group of wolves outside howled viciously.
Ah, that would be Raven and her soldiers. These three wolves wouldn’t stand a chance against more than one Elderling. Although I had to admit that they had certainly beaten Izdor to a pulp according to Macy.
I punched one wolf as I grabbed the scruff of the other. Rick managed to fly at my shoulder and dig into my flesh with his teeth. As I wailed in pain, I tried to find Macy, my vision tunneled so much with white that it was difficult to see.
Orange, red, blooming pink came in radiant waves. There she was across the room, livelier than she had been on that stage and so gorgeously haunted as Percy held her by the throat. Galanthia came barreling down the stairs with two wolves on her tail. She turned to whip them, splitting their fur open down to the bone.
Knock them out, I reminded her.Don’t kill anyone!
Galanthia nodded and released her war cry, charging forth with her whip folded in half. Raven cried out from the yard as the wolves assaulted all sides. War echoed outside every window, reminding me that were wolves out there who had been left bloodied up but not quite knocked out.
Soon enough, they wouldn’t be a problem. Raven would handle them just fine.
Right now, my problem was with Rick and his two friends. I managed to fling the other two wolves from me while Rick deepened his bite. I slashed his ear and yanked on his tail, managing to toss him off toward the others with a resoundingbang.
Macy choked. Percy was squeezing her throat now, sending a terrifying glare in my direction that dared me to decide her fate. Would I keep fighting with Rick and the other two wolves? Or would I save Macy?
Galanthia flew over an overturned couch and smacked Rick in the snout. She turned back to me. “Get her, Juriah! The others are upstairs!”
Fear chased me across the room. Percy held up a hunting knife—the same one Macy had packed on her belt—and teased it at her throat. A bead of crimson pooled at the tip.
I stopped. “Don’t you hurt her.”
Percy faked a shocked expression. “Why? Would that be bad?” Sinister energy crawled right back into place as he sliced Macy’s wrist. “Oops, that’s a deep cut. She’s only got so much time until she bleeds to death.”
