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me.”
    Amy’s head whipped up, and her teeth latched onto Nicole’s forearm. She knocked her away. “I’m trying to help you!”
    “Get your hands off me!” Amy bared bloodied teeth.
    The floorboards creaked again. Someone moved down the hallway, toward the bedroom. Had Molly come to see what was taking so long?
    Amy’s eyes flashed with threat. Nostrils flared and growl boiled up from her throat. “Watch out!”
    An enormous silvery-white wolf’s head pushed into the cramped space. Nicole screamed. Never in a million years would she get used to the idea that sometimes these monstrosities didn't change into a full wolf. Instead, they teetered on the precipice between wolf and man.
    The creature's back hunched as it peered into the bathroom. Its ears were laid back, a snarl on its furred face. Frothy saliva dripped from its chin and curled tongue. It took a step forward.
    She and Amy were in trouble. Nicole steadied herself against the wall, and the cool steel of the towel bar cooled her palm. She closed her fist around the rod and jerked it from the wall. 
    Amy dropped onto hands and knees. Coarse, dark hair sprouted from her bare shoulders. Her limbs cracked and popped while her fingers curled into claws. Nicole wished to be anywhere but in the middle of this dog fight. A sound that reminded her of meat being sucked off the bone filled the room.
    The white wolf lunged.
    “Leave us alone!” Nicole swung the bar, desperate to keep the monster out.
    It cracked against the creature’s forehead, but did little damage. Mostly, it just pissed him off.
    The Lycan’s broad shoulders splintered the doorframe. He swiped a paw the size of a catcher’s mitt at Nicole. She stumbled backward and fell into the tub.
    Nicole righted herself in time to see the Amy-wolf drag herself off the floor. She rushed past on wolfish legs. Amy snapped and lunged at the creature. She darted past and left Nicole alone in the bathroom. The white wolf glanced at her then whirled to chase after Amy.
    The room smelled of wet dog and a puddle of pinkish, viscous fluid spotted the floor near the toilet.
    Nicole sprinted in the same direction. Claws clicked on the metal stairs then ended abruptly. A car alarm went off somewhere on the lot.
    She thundered down the stairs and ran for the car. The shriek of metal quickened her step.
    Molly had just opened the door and started to get out.
    “Get in the car!”
    Molly’s eyes filled with confusion and fear, but she did as told.
    Nicole engaged the Mazda’s locks. There was no sign of Amy or her visitor. Though the owner of the screaming car never came outside, the alarm was silenced.
    “What the hell just happened?” Molly asked from the passenger seat. “You look scared to death.”
    After two tries, Nicole inserted the key into the ignition. Molly stared open mouthed as Nicole described Amy.
    “Holy shit, she changed right in front of you?”
    Nicole twisted to face Molly. “Yeah, and she was bat-shit crazy. Did you see anyone go up the stairs?”
    Molly shrugged and pointed to the book on the dash. “What happened up there, Nicky?”
    She stared at the stairs. “Someone else was there…in wolf form.”
    Molly searched the darkness beyond the car. “Let’s just go, okay?”
    “What if that thing kills her? She’s my responsibility.”
    “Maybe at work, but her social life isn’t.”
    Nicole had already turned her attention to the lot. She scanned the shadows for any sign of Amy or the white wolf. “I don’t even know which way she went.”
    “Just call the police.” Molly’s cheeks flushed. “We aren’t prepared to deal with wolves Nicole. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
    “Okay.” Nicole started the car with an angry twist. A sideways glance proved Molly was still scowling. “I said okay!”
    “Look.” Molly pointed to the stairs. Someone in a beat-up brown leather jacket climbed them two at a time. Judging by the width of the shoulders and height, it was a man. He