CLARA'S POV
"Nope." Katherine's eyes swirled to a lighter brown. "I'm stronger if I change."
"But they'll know about you." Thoughts zinged through my brain. "Let's use the guns, then if you need, you can shift and—"
A figure appeared outside the vehicle and ripped my door off the hinges. I cried out and reached for Katherine, but rough hands ripped me from the car. My scream turned silent as I looked into evil purple eyes. Raw, dark rage emanated from him, and I struggled to yank shields into place.
Yellow teeth gleamed as the Kurgan dragged me onto the road before leaning in to sniff my neck. "She's mated," he growled over his shoulder at the Kurgan dragging Katherine and the doctor toward us. I started to struggle against the strong hands holding me. I had dropped the gun when he had pulled me from the truck, and my mind worked furiously to come up with an escape.
The Kurgan soldier gave me a sharp shake. "Stop."
