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head back and forth, ripping her flesh.
    The bloodcurdling horror inside her finally burst free from her mouth in a scream that sounded like it came from a stranger. The surreal vocalization of her own fear and suffering echoing through the desolate cold frightened her even more than the malevolence in the wolf’s soulless eyes. Just when she thought he was going to tear her apart, the wolf retreated. Her stomach turned over at the sight of blood oozing from a ragged tear in her pants.  
    Adrenaline coursed through her veins. She scrambled to her feet and took a slow, hobbling step backward. She didn’t want to encourage the wolves to chase, but she was too frightened to play dead. Both wolves drew closer, making her tremble so violently that she nearly lost her balance again. The wolf that had bitten her advanced, baring blood-stained teeth in a terrible grin.
    Then the impossible happened. In one fluid, surreal motion, the wolf’s shape changed. Fur receded, smoothing into tanned skin. Paws turned into hands and feet. Rising up on its back legs, the wolf became a man.
    A very naked man, whose large erection jutted out from between his legs like a weapon.
    In a single breath, Katie’s terror deepened beyond anything she could have imagined. Her entire sense of reality shattered at the sheer insanity of watching beast turn into man. The wolf-man licked her blood off his lips. “It tastes delicious.”
    The white wolf morphed into a well-built blond man whose arousal rivaled his friend’s. “It smells delicious, too.”
    It . She was nothing to these two—only prey. Katie turned and tried to run, but a solid shape hit her from behind and knocked her forward into the snow. The gray wolf, a man no longer, grabbed onto her other leg, wrenching a pained gasp from her lungs.
    “Hey!” The blond man yanked his partner away from her leg. “Don’t chew it up until I have a chance to fuck it.”  
    The gray wolf shifted back into human form, his mouth dripping with her blood. “Chewing’s my favorite part.”
    “Well, fucking’s mine.” The blond bent and rolled her onto her back, pressing her deep into the snow. Claustrophobia overwhelmed her as cold surrounded her on all sides. The man ripped open Rafe’s coat, then wrenched it off her shoulders. “Just give me a few minutes and then you can do whatever you want. But I’m not screwing your leftovers.”
    Katie twisted away from the blond man’s hands, but without leverage, she couldn’t pull herself out of the snow grave he’d created using the weight of her body. Tears spilled over and she sobbed as both men began to tear away her clothing.
    “Fuck, you’re overdressed.” The man who’d bitten her released his handful of her ripped shirt and backhanded her across the face. “Stupid bitch.”
    She squeezed her eyes shut as tight as she could. She didn’t want to watch. She couldn’t stand to see what they were doing. They’d barely even started and already she wished they would just kill her.
    A vicious snarl arose from somewhere near. Katie opened her eyes in time to see a dark shape slam into the blond man, taking him down into the snow beside her. The newcomer, a jet black wolf, bit the blond man, who changed back into his beast form and threw himself into the tussle. Their enraged snarls filled the air as the fight migrated away from where she was entombed.
    “Fuck this.” The biter continued to pull down her pants. “I’m not waiting around so some other wolf can use you up.”
    She pushed against his chest in a futile attempt to fend him off. He caught her across the face with his knuckles, lazily, as though swatting away an insect. Then he went back to work, grabbing her thin undershirt and rending the material with his hands.
    A sharp, keening whimper caught the biter’s attention. He released her and stood up, growling in the direction of the other wolves. “The fuck ?”
    A familiar voice responded. “She’s mine .”
    Katie’s