Untamed Fate (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 2)

wrap shadows around us, but nothing came.

Apparently, I was completely powerless in this form, both in terms of

control and of magic, and that scared me almost as much as Kahanov did.

Eventually, the footsteps receded, and the door slammed shut, though we

waited silently to make sure my aunt was truly gone. Did the house have

cameras? I hoped not.

What was I going to do?

We have to shift back. If anyone sees us here, they’ll try to kill us. They

hate werewolves in the Indies, I pleaded.

So I won’t be seen, and we’ll get out of the Indies, my wolf replied,

scrabbling out from under the bushes and slinking down the street.

Please, I begged.

I need this. Don’t you get that? You were chained to a bed and broke out.

I helped you then. Help me now.

My mind swam. She helped me break out of the sanitorium?

I’d ripped through my bonds, though I couldn’t remember how. Of course

it had been her. I hadn’t been that strong before. Kahanov and the freaks in

white coats must have injected me with something.

They were the monsters I needed to stop. I could deal with the wolf later.

We should find Jaxson, I insisted, desperate for any kind of certainty or

plan at this point. You can drive.

Okay. I like him. Both two legs and four.

It was a couple of miles to Jaxson’s place. Maybe that would be

enough…

A car door slammed up ahead, and a powerful engine roared to life.

Shit! We can’t be seen!

Okay, I’ll detour. My wolf looked both ways, then darted north across

74th Street. At that moment, a Mustang convertible swung out onto the road

and squealed to an abrupt halt, pointed straight at us.

“Shit!” someone shouted. “Is that a fucking wolf?”