GINGER
"Admit it, this is just as much of a farce as your s**t framing job," Sara aggressively yelled.
"What the f**k are you talking about?" Alpha Vic turned to glare at her.
Before Sara could answer, a loud explosion rang out far ahead, as if a bomb had gone off. We all covered our ears in reaction to the loud boom, the smell of explosives thick in the air.
"Oh, s**t! What was that?" Alpha Vic shouted.
Suddenly, a large group of mice sprinted under our feet, likely running from whatever that explosion had been. I tensed and looked toward Tyce. And I couldn't believe it, but he hadn't shifted. He stood there, still as a stone, his hands clenched, and it took everything in me not to celebrate right then and there.
"The windmills!" Alpha Vic's father yelled, snapping my attention back
