Eliza wasn’t sure what crazy hair had climbed up the butts of the two asshole idiots across from Liam and her, but it was obvious that they thought they had the upper hand. Liam stood next to her, fists balled, and anticipating anything that the two other wolves would try. Eliza, all tawny fur and teeth, was very still waiting for one of them to move and leave an opening for an attack.
The chance came when she saw Sam, the Beta, try to step closer to Liam. She took the opportunity to leap under him, between his legs and bit down on the soft flesh of his inner thigh. Sam’s cries were enough of a distraction to give Liam the chance to send his weight barreling towards the distracted Alpha.
Eliza could taste the metallic tinge of blood on her tongue. She shook her head, digging her teeth
