#Chapter 177: Double-Cross

Julian’s POV A bullet hit the dirt near my leg. I scrambled at once, dashing out of the way, as five more consecutive shots fired, each hitting behind me. Three pierced the side of the car. One into a nearby tree. And the final nearly into my chest had I not stopped at the last second. A figure appeared in the door way of the house. He tossed aside a six-shooter pistol, then lifted the barrel of a shotgun. The scatter of a shotgun was much harder to dodge. And I was tired of running. Growling, I half-shifted as I lunged toward the figure, recognizing him halfway as a Healer from the hospital – Healer Kevin? Had he been the one poisoning my Mom? My confusion left me confused for a moment, and as I was lunging, Kevin lifted the gun with his own werewolf speed and fired. The scattershot peppered into my legs. I landed awkwardly, not quite making it all the way to Kevin. The wounds were burning, not healing like typical shots. Gods, he was using silver bullets! I shift