Chapter 205: Were Attack

My magic came to me in a rush of power, surrounding me before any of the werewolves could reach me. I sent out a pulse of energy, scattering them, keeping them as far from me as possible. Werewolf bites were contagious and there was no cure.

Odette Dumont's last attempt to piss of my mother, it seemed. And my old friend had a hand in it.

We'd just see about that.

The werewolves gathered themselves and attacked for the second time. This round went to Shaylee. Green earth magic rippled upward through the ground, into their bodies, pulling them with such force toward the earth they howled in agony. The surge only lasted a moment, the increase of gravity just enough to make them hesitate. They paced around me, snarling and licking their muzzles, grotesquely twisted bodies, half human, half animal, fluid in motion.

When they came at me for the third time I let my demon have them. Sheets of amber fire roared outward, driving them back, singeing fur and raising blisters on their skin. The