Faith scrambled out of the car, her grip on the gun suddenly steadier, her aim expertly trained on Aleks Zolotov's man as the other werewolf continued to bleed out on the parking lot floor.
Magnus was growling, his werewolf form keeping the man immobile. The gun that had released that shot was now a few feet away, rendering the remaining man defenseless against the Head Alpha. In less than thirty seconds, the man's terrified screams died down, more bones spanned and blood spilled. Magnus had killed him the same way the alpha had killed the other werewolf.
Then, Magnus turned around, his snout dripping in blood and gore.
His red eyes stared at Faith, with Faith's hand still pointing the handgun in Magnus' general direction.
Faith's breath caught in her throat.
It would be so easy to
