The so-called "lost orphan" jumped with all the power his muscular wolf body afforded and quickly sank his fangs into the shoulder of a now-screaming bully.

The second thug shifted, his fur a tawny brown, his body nowhere near as large or as powerful as Aimes's. Still, he jumped on the two of them, biting and clawing at Aimes in a vain attempt to free his friend.

I had to do something.

No sooner did I have the thought than my wolf stirred inside me, materializing at my ...