Gaia's POV

I hurled the vial directly at his face.

Glass shattered. Silver-laced vapor erupted upward, engulfing his muzzle and eyes.

The scream that tore from Dennis's throat was half-human, half-wolf—a sound of pure agony as the silver poison burned through his system. His wolf form convulsed violently, then collapsed as he shifted back involuntarily, his body unable to maintain the transformation under the assault.

I was on him in an instant, yanking his arms ...