OPAL

"Stupid girl!" he spits, tightening his hold around me. "You really think I'd let you win!"

I shake him off me and turn around to bite his leg. He cries out in pain and immediately shifts, but I heard the bone crack. I felt it in my mouth. His blood coats my tongue and makes me so damn nauseous, but I can't focus on that right now.

I'm fighting for my life here.

If he gets away...we're all dead.

In wolf form, he snarls at me. I stand my ground, refusing to show just how terrified I ...