“f**k. What the hell happened?” Nick stood by the door, slipping a pair of jeans on. “The other humans are safe. The man responsible for the attack — the human — bolted. You didn’t even try to stop him.”
“I’m sorry, Nick. I was busy fielding the attacks of three huge-ass bears.”
She didn’t focus on Nick’s anger or even her own words. She was too busy running her hands over Gray’s body, searching for injuries. Nothing.
So why was his heart rate so low? Why did he look like death warmed over?
“Explain yourself,” her cousin growled. “This is a right f*****g mess. We have four dead shifters out there.”
She tried to calm her breathing, but Gray’s condition made it impossible to concentrate.
“Nick, we were attacked. They cut us off from each other. There wasn’t much I could do. This smells
