CHAPTER 97

  Amanda

  Despite the assurances from the others that they would handle it, Bo was not to be denied.

  The wolf had fully shifted, or whatever you could call this sick analogy. The bones were blackened and his red eyes rolled around his skull, darting back and forth between me and the sky. He took a step forward a low menacing growl gurgling up from somewhere deep inside.

  I forced my attention away from him, focusing instead on the monsters that had caused this. Really, did they always have to target Bo? "Whatever you did to him, take it away, now," I ordered.

  The spike-toothed one laughed and the others around him repeated the action. "Mother, you're thralled by these creatures. Don't worry. We'll rip them apart and turn their bodies to the very dust around us. We'll save you."

  Save me?