Firestone Hot Springs the tidal wave breaks

He doesn't release his mouthful when she falls, and so she feels sharp teeth dragging, breaking along the length of her tail until she is free. The pain is unbearable—she was rarely injured, before. It only highlights how hard she must fight.

He screams at her, and the words are unintelligable. She can't tell if it's another language or just the rain, or even the ringing in her ears, but she ignores it all. Saoirse cannot lose—she must not lose. For once, she can stand and protect Shige, rather than allowing it to be the other way around for their whole lives. They can be equals.

The murderous scum meets her charge head on, slamming into her even as her teeth cut across his cheek, enough to draw blood before his momentum carried her back, sending her rolling. She tried to latch on and drag him with her, knowing her stance was poor, her body unused to fighting. In contrast, she knows this male is far more experienced.

Her father would have sent nothing less. If she can get him on the ground, however...all wolves are equal when they're pinned.