As a lupus garou, she had to be concerned with secrecy at all costs.
As a human and fellow wolf biologist, she had to save spy. Yet what she was about to do was not only dangerous, but also went against her better lupus garou judgment.
The hunter aimed his rifle at her. She leapt at him, noticing his brown eyes were nearly black as he regarded her with shock and surprise. A distressed cry pealed from his lips.
Her action so startled him that he didn't shoot. But the cocking of a rifle to the left of her forced the fur to bristle along Cassie's back to the tip of her tail. Half-hidden in the shadows of the woods, the man's companion in crime pulled the trigger.
The shot rang out across the forest, the sound deafening to her sensitive ears. The bullet hit her in the shoulder, like a rock striking her, but she didn't feel any pain.
Not yet. Her lunge had knocked the first man flat on his back, and she figured the other would shoot her again.
