*Canaan*
The moment Bexley disappears behind me, I turn and rush down the hallway as quickly as I can. When I turn the corner, I see one of my warriors lying in a pool of his own blood with Garth stalking toward him, his rifle still smoking.
A roar tears through my body. Even though I can’t shift, that won’t stop me from launching myself at the bastard. He doesn’t get his weapon up in time, so when I crash into him, I crush it against his body and rip into his shoulders with my gnarled teeth.
“Get off me, you f*****g bastard!” Garth shouts, attempting to kick me off like he did last time. I dig my claws in and continue to maul him the best I can. I don’t know what’s happening downstairs, but this asshole needs to die. Blood and muscle fills my mouth as I chew through him, spitting it as
