Chapter Thirty Three

Danica had just enough time to put her arms up to protect herself before the rogue was pinning her to the ground.  Beside her Mason was already grabbing at the rogue's neck and attempting to snap it as Danica warded off the wolf from biting at her throat.  Saliva was dripping onto her mask making it difficult to see, if Mason didn't get the wolf off her soon she was going to be in a serious situation.

Chris was preoccupied with another rogue and unable to help.

"Get off." Mason growled wrapping an arm around the silver wolf's throat and giving a tug.

Coughing Danica rolled from underneath the large wolf as Mason gave her room to move.  Snarling the wolf turned its killing intent on Mason who was doing his best to hold it at bay.

A snarl sounded behind them as three more rogue's made an appearance, it seemed they were surrounded.

"We've got trouble." Danica called from her spot on the ground looking from one rogue to the other.