Emery’s POV
Fear was messing with my senses.
I could hear a lot but at the same time, I couldn't. At some moments I could hear gunfire. At some moments the only sounds I could hear were the sound of the paws of the girls who had shifted hitting the ground.
I thought I had smelled smoke but at the same time, it may have been a trick as I could barely get enough oxygen into my lungs from how hard I was running.
The only sense I could rely on was my sight which wasn't ideal but it would have to suffice as the girls and I tried desperately to put more space between us and the rogues chasing us.
Giselle, the girls with the guns and I were still in our human forms because we needed to be able to shoot the rogues down if they got too close. We knew that if we shifted into our wolves, we wou
