Maisie
Fangs sank into my shoulder, trying to rip off my entire arm. I screamed wildly, twisting and lashing out with my claws.
The Lycan bayed painfully and I slammed my fist up into its muzzle, sending it sprawling, and tried to clamber to my feet, only to have another sets of claws pinning me down.
A broken sob tore from my throat as a hot, rancid breath burned against my neck as a jaw hovered over my throat, widening to devour me.
"No! No!"
The ginger Lycan was gone the next second as a red blur collided with it, tearing it off me with a furious roar, and they rolled down the ridge, attacking each other in a flash of teeth and claws.
Another Lycan lunged at me, but before it could get to me, another blur intercepted it. A silver one streaked in paint.
I sobbed, silently cursing myself for ever mistaking Tessa's and Jericho's Lycan, so consumed by terror I forgot just how large Jericho was. How terrifying.
