The silent tension in the air was thick almost to the point of suffocation. Finally, the man with the salt and pepper hair broke the silence. “You disgusting heathen!” He roared.

Josie turned to see his fist come flying toward her face. It was stopped by Rakesh, who gave the man a warning growl. The wolf lifted the man with ease and tossed him into the now anxious crowd like a ragdoll. Her attention turned back to the woman, who was now frantic and screeching for help. Josie ...