Greatwater Lake **** **

The paralysing pressure around her scruff disappeared. Bazi dropped her rear suddenly propelled forward, flailing like a caught fish during its first gasping seconds in the bucket. His momentary slip-up saved her - with the entire front of her body free from his crocodile grip, she could squirm away and out of the very immediate danger she was in.

Swiftcurrent's Alpha spun to face her attacker, wheezing, wild-eyed, and broad-legged, shaking like a bleached asp leaf in autumn. Was this the face of the devil? This walking, breathing, living wolf? "You.." she gasped, limbs coiling like springs beneath her.