Chapter 34
So Mama summoned the bear after all, I noted even as the possessed animal beneath me twisted faster than a bear really should have been capable of. It flung me off its forehead and toward Tank, and all I could think was: I failed my pack.
Air pressed my fur against the skin underneath it, and I braced myself for impact with the surrounding brush. But it was human hands not hard wood that hit my body, human hands that grabbed my feet and boosted me back aloft.
Because my pack had felt me coming. And somehow Tank had understood my game plan well enough to fling me back into the exact right place.
I hit the bear’s neck faster than I’d left it, scrambled upward even as Gunner nipped wildly at our enemy’s flesh. Predictably, the bear lashed out at him, dinner-plate-sized paw exte
