I'm Not Afraid of Wolves (The Cotton Candy Quintet Book 4)

I'm Not Afraid of Wolves (The Cotton Candy Quintet Book 4) by Erin Hayes Read Free Book Online

Book: I'm Not Afraid of Wolves (The Cotton Candy Quintet Book 4) by Erin Hayes Read Free Book Online
Authors: Erin Hayes
wash over me. It hurt , and every fiber of my being was screaming at me to stop, go get medical help. It had been so long since I’d been in a fight with another shifter, I’d forgotten how much it sucked.
    I forced myself to my feet though, and I bared my teeth, giving them a cry.
    Five werewolves watched me, shocked for a moment before baring their teeth with an answering growl.
    If we were all the same species, we could communicate with each other in our animal language. I could figure out which one was Chad—if any of them were Chad—and teach him a lesson for threatening my sister.
    As it was though, we were woefully only able to speak different languages, so I couldn’t pick up what they were saying to each other.
    Better to keep them occupied as opposed to planning their next moves right in front of me.
    I moved first, swiping at the face of the closest werewolf. My claws caught his skin, and I felt the flesh tear underneath them. That was going to leave a mark in the morning.
    Without waiting to see his reaction, I lunged towards another werewolf, this one a female. She was smaller than the others and we traded blows for a few passes before my paw slapped her across the face, throwing her into the wall. She was still conscious, but backing away from me. So long as I kept an eye on her, she wasn’t going to be trouble.
    Three more to go.
    Claws raked my back and I yowled before using my teeth to tear my assailant off me. I snapped loudly as I circled him. This one was the biggest one, the same monster I’d seen in Emily’s room.
    I could tell with certainty that he was the leader of the group. He just had that air about him that marked him as Alpha.
    Another wolf came at me, but my paw connected with his jaw, spinning him around once before he landed in a heap.
    I faced the leader and bared my teeth at him, yelling as loudly as I could in my cat-language.
    “ Leave! And don’t you dare come back! ”
    There was no way that he’d be able to understand what I was saying, but he got the meaning of what I was trying to convey. His red eyes narrowed before he snapped to the other wolves in his pack. Two of them that were hurt the worst whimpered back at him, but he hissed at me.
    They understood my warning.
    They all got to their feet and trotted up the staircase to the second floor, to leave through the windows through which they had entered. Why leave through the door when they made such a grand entrance?
    The last one, the leader, gave me the side-eye one more time before padding up the stairs.
    I caught his drift though. We’ll be back with more.
    I just hoped we had enough time to regroup and figure out our next move before that happened. When I got back downstairs to the basement, I was going to order everyone to pack their bags because we were leaving.
    It appeared that our vacation was going to be cut short.
    A few seconds later, my ears pricked at the sound of a low hiss in the distance, followed by metal crunching.
    No! Nononononono.
    I ran to the front door. I controlled my transformation enough to turn my right paw into a human hand, and I unlocked and opened the door. I ran outside to the Jeep, which I saw had all of its tires punctured and losing air, quickly. We only had one spare tire. There was also a huge dent in the hood, and I knew that meant the engine was damaged somehow.
    They made sure that leaving in a car wasn’t an option.
    Dammit!
    Rustling in the distance perked my ears. Those bastards were running away. Maybe they had cars nearby and I could take one to civilization. Maybe call the police. Maybe call Officer Donnelly and join the Witness Protection program.
    Except no one would believe our story.
    Still, I bounded after the noise, running as fast as my four legs would carry me. I was injured and sore from the fight, but I willed myself to keep moving. On the slim chance that I could catch up with them, we could find a way out of here. I’d make sure they would listen.
    I reached a

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