Standing next to the door, ready to pounce, Cassie wanted to growl at Aimee's comment. Aimee silently moved to the other side of the door frame, the rifle ready as the movie progressed.
"You're only a half-blood," the man in the movie was saying with an arrogant air.
"So you're a blue blood. Who says you're any better than me?"
A wolf growled nearby, and the man said, "I can shape-shift and fight the threat. You?"
She chuckled. "They won't like my kind of bullets, so lead on."
"You, remain here, where you can look pretty and stay safe."
"I'm a bounty hunter, Seth. I'm paid to look pretty and take risks." She shoved past him and--
Cassie heard the soft footfalls of two people headed down the hall. The floor creaked a little, and the footfalls died instantly.
Growls erupted in the movie, shattering Cassie's wire-tight nerves.
"No!" the woman screamed on the television.
