CAMELLIA'S POV
"No!" I screamed. "Mother!"
I lurched forward, desperate to reach her, but Father's arm shot across my path, stopping me before I had taken more than a single step.
"You have to go," he said, his voice sharp with urgency. "Now."
I stared at him as though he had spoken a language I didn't understand.
"I can't." My voice broke with terror. "I can't leave you like this."
I tried to twist out of his grasp, my gaze darting back to Mother just in time to see Theo complete his shift.
His massive wolf stood poised on powerful legs, claws digging into the gravel, lips peeled back from gleaming fangs as a deafening snarl split the morning air.
Then he lunged.
My heart stopped.
Mother stumbled backward as a massive, fully shifted wolf hurtled toward her.
But she wasn't fast
