The first silver round didn't just break the sound barrier. It tore the darkness completely in half.
The bullet embedded into the concrete an inch from Jane’s ear, spraying her cheek with pulverized rock. The chalky dust coated her tongue, tasting like old pennies and dirt. She didn't blink. She didn't scream. She simply watched the massive, shadow-black wolf standing over her absorb the shockwave of the blast without a single flinch.
"Spread out! Keep the lights on him!" a voice barked over the crackling radio of the lead tactical guard.
They moved in a V-formation through the rubble. Professional. Heavily armed.
Stupid.
You don't box in a Sovereign. You just give him a buffet.
Michael didn't roar. Predators never wasted oxygen on announcements. He simply vanished from the space abo
