Wolf Girl (Wolf Girl #1) - Leia Stone Page 0,29

his muzzle. So that left just this one and possibly one other.

Everything is going to be fine.

I’d just keep him talking and Sawyer would rip his head off in a moment.

“I’m a contestant in Werewolf Bachelor,” I told him, thinking of the first thing I could and causing his brows to knit together in confusion. I took that moment of confusion and lashed out again, this time aiming for the kill zone, right over his unbeating heart. I got three short stabs in while he staggered backward.

Thump, thump, thump.

My eyes widened as I heard someone running across the roof.

The vampire grinned, right before Sawyer leapt into the air and took his head clean off. His powerful wolf’s jaws clamped down over the vampire’s neck and ripped his head from his body, causing it to wither and turn to an ashy lump. Eugene relaxed the slightest bit, scouting the area with his eyes for any more attackers when I felt it.

The hairs raised on my arms and a sense of impending doom took over me.

“There’s more.” I barely got the words out before the windows crashed inward and everything happened so quickly I could barely process it.

Sawyer stepped over the vampire’s headless withering body to tuck himself into my leg and Eugene started to shift, bones cracking and his form bulking out in record speed. Six vampires had just broken through the windows of Sawyer’s living room, and there was a familiar whirring sound outside, making its way over to us.

Helicopter.

This wasn’t some little mission to fuck with the alpha’s son, this was a carefully planned operation.

The entire thirty seconds I processed this felt like two hours, like time had slowed and I was out of my body. It took me a moment to realize, I was out of body. A white, ghostly wolf form crawled out of my body, leaving my clothes unmarred. Pain ripped across my skin as my wolf left me, and then she solidified, no longer spectral as she stood next to Sawyer and growled at the oncoming horde.

What the fuck? This time wasn’t like last time, I hadn’t even gone furry, she’d just … detached … from me and solidified like a ghost coming back to life.

Eugene’s wolf had shifted as well and he was insanely huge, two times the size of mine and bigger than Sawyer’s by a long shot, but he was frozen, staring at me as he’d just witnessed my freak of nature.

“It’s her! She’s the one!” a female vampire wearing black army fatigues hissed from the living room.

The other vampires had come in to weaken or distract, or maybe to confirm something.

Me. To confirm it was me that they wanted for whatever reason.

These vampires were here to kill. They held sleek black guns that I just knew were full of silver bullets. Kill me? Kill Sawyer and take me? I didn’t want to know the answer to that question.

Sawyer’s wolf looked mine in the eyes and I felt a pressure in my skull, alpha power pressed in on me like a blanket.

‘Run. Get help,’ his voice projected into my mind and my eyes widened.

I knew that the alpha had powers the other wolves didn’t; it was in their bloodline, like a magic none of us had, but I didn’t know the extent of those powers. I was scared to leave him, scared that if I did he might die and I’d never get that first date. I shook my head and my wolf tipped her head back and let loose with a long, haunting howl. Eugene and Sawyer joined in, until our howls became deafening.

Hopefully, one of the guards on campus heard that and would come to investigate, because we were out of time. Two of the vampires raised their guns, aiming them at Eugene and Sawyer, and I didn’t know what I was thinking, but I burst forward to stand in the line of fire.

Simultaneously, my wolf and my human form lurched forward, throwing ourselves in front of the boys and in front of two oncoming bullets. Time was weird. I could see the bullets flying through the air in slow motion like I was in an action movie. It took me a second to realize time hadn’t slowed, but I’d sped up.

I was fast, vampire fast.

Thrusting my hands out, I caught the bullets as they tore through the flesh in my palms. Sharp burning pain sliced through my palms as the bullets exited the back of my hands and landed