REBECCA
One moment, I was crouching down to pick up the children's ball: the next one, I was on the ground, my head spinning.
What ...
I tried to get back on my feet, but someone tackled me, and started beating me.
What the f**k is going on?
My training kicked in, and I brought one arm to my face and one to my belly - but as soon as adrenaline began to flow through my body like liquid fire, I counterattacked.
A low growl burst from my throat, and I shifted as far as my pregnancy would allow: my canines lengthened, my eyes glowed purple, and my nails turned into lethal claws. I had pups to protect, and anyone who had the very stupid idea of trying to attack me would not get away with it.
I brought my knees to my chest and pushed my feet hard against the attacker's abdomen to pus
