38

I was faintly aware of their footsteps and scent fading, then I broke open the capsule in my hands roughly, bathing the air around us in wolfs bane. I reached for the nearest object—a heavy vase sitting on the nearby table—and hurled it in Zack's direction.

The vase shattered against the wall, diverting his attention for a split second even as he began to morph back into a human. It was enough of a distraction for me to seize the opportunity and make a dash for the utility closet that was on the way to the stairs.

With every ounce of strength and determination, I barricaded the door, praying that it would hold long enough to help. The adrenaline coursing through my veins fueled my actions as I rummaged through the room, searching for something, anything, that could serve as a weapon against him.

Zack's menacing voice echoed from the other side of the door, his threats reverberating through the silence. "You can't hide forever, Meghan. I'll find you, and when I do, you'll regret ever d