#Chapter 17 Kill or Be Killed

Helen POV People say their life flashes before their eyes right before they die. As the wolves raced towards me, I didn't see my life as I'd lived it. I saw all the things I'd never gotten to do instead. "Justin!" I yelled again as I saw him racing along the edges of the clearing. Justin was staying inside the treeline. I couldn't figure out why he wasn't rushing to my aid until I noticed his silhouette changed. He was suddenly taller. A lot taller. When Justin raced out of the forest, he was a fully grown Lycan and he towered over everyone and everything in the clearing. He grabbed one of the nearest wolves by the scruff of his neck and hurled him away; I screamed when the wolf hit a tree trunk with a yelp before going silent and still. "Justin!" I cried. Two of my attackers turned to go after Justin only for him to swipe them both with his claws. Blood sprayed across my face, hot and sticky. The copper scent overwhelmed me so much I couldn't even scream again.