“We’re going to give this traitor a little head start.” Tiffany said, giggling softly as she cut the ropes binding Desmond to the pennant pole.
He stumbled forward a few steps before his knees gave way, and he fell onto all fours. His chest heaved a few times, and he closed his eyes in a way that made Carrie think he might pass out. Instead, he shifted so quickly that Carrie hardly had time to register the transformation before he was off into the woods, his brown and gray fur camouflaging perfectly with the wooded treeline that he disappeared into.
“I thought you gave him a strong dose of wolfsbane?” came the haughty voice of Alpha Prince Jean-Phillipe. “How is it that he shifted?”
Edwin blanched a little, and put his hands up, “We did as the Alphas requested. He had a strong dose of W
