HANNAH
Asher's fist filled up my field of vision. It smashed into my face. Stars exploded in my skull. I panicked.
I couldn't breathe. Warm wet liquid- blood- clogged up my nostrils and then I coughed and it felt little better. My elbows relaxed and I fell back.
"That hurt?" Asher said. "Good. I thought I had lost your attention there for a moment."
A chill raced down my back, lifted the hairs on the back of my neck. Asher was gearing up himself to kill me.
I had to act now.
Shift, my wolf growled.
Yes! Why had I not thought of it before? As the white wolf, I could tear Asher to pieces without breaking a sweat.
I squinted in concentration, felt the change coming. My claws started to force themselves out of the pad of my thumbs.
"Oh no you don't, b***h!" Asher snarled.
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