ONE DAY BEFORE THE WEREWOLF QUEEN'S HEAT REACHES ITS PEAK
"He's not alone!", Mike roared at me through our mindlink.
Phoenix had ripped out of me violently and without any warning whatsoever. The entire car was wrecked and had Mike not been a werewolf, he would have suffered fatal injuries from the wreck she caused.
She and I were flying as high and as fast as we could. Mike and I were not strong enough to take on Raphael and whoever he was with. I didn't need Phoenix to tell me that. I could feel my whole body screaming for me to run.
Mike had somehow managed to climb up my body mid-air and was now on my back while we flew. We managed to get away and we were certainly too far for Raphael to have followed us. At least that's what we thought.
A painful roar ripped out of me when I
