A final helicopter remained on the flat rooftop helipad over the parking garage. A camera team stood beside it filming Jay Renfro.
If it wasn’t for my enhanced senses, I might have missed what he was saying.
“For the first time in show history, we’ve gotten clearance to play with nature in order to give our viewers a season they’ll never forget. Our Alpha contestants are locked in a state of aggression as we remove our Lunas to a new Mating Season location without warning. Scientists believe we’ll send our males into an early rut this way.”
I stopped running as the other Alphas piled up behind me and felt just as powerless as they were as I rubbed the cold ache in my chest. We looked up to the roof too high for even us to climb. Fur and claws were breaking out as our shoulders broadened
