I fought to break free, lashed out with my arms and legs, but the weight only strengthened, pressing my face farther into the snow. Panic surged through me as I kicked and punched, but none of them connected.

Around me, ferocious, terrifying growls and snapping jaws filled the Crimson Forest. Thomas must've shifted, but if so, what had he done with Sasha?

Oh god. Sasha.

A crash of adrenaline bucked me sideways out from underneath what was suffocating ...