"Jason," I said in a husky voice. "Get Monica to safety."

Ran hurried to Monica, lifting her and vanishing.

I turned and sensed Jason's whereabouts.

When I materialized again, I was alone in a room of two-dozen werewolves, several guarding Jason, who was chained to a wall.

"Were you expecting me?" I howled. "Let's do this."

Before I could go to battle, the air grew bitterly cold, and the werewolves looked confused. I smelled, of all things, fresh ...