CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Garrou had gotten a good look at Peter and Angie before the Wolf took over to shred the hole open and had seen they were well armed and prepared to fight. He’d always found that level of hopeful naivety to be almost charming.
He dropped down into the cabin with a crash, prepared to launch immediately into a savage attack and kill these two irksome fools as quickly as possible, but the moment his feet touched the wooden plank flooring, the entire cabin was flooded with another searing white light, this time coming from Angie and Peter themselves. It looked to Garrou as if their bodies had turned into nothing but pure luminescence, the shocking white light joined with a shrill keening sound.
The light emanated from them hot and searing like they were two brilliant stars,
