Chapter 27

There were several of them, a couple dozen as a rough estimate. Without thinking my guns were in my hands. "I don't recall anything about a flash mob," I called out conversationally. "Let me guess, the guy in charge of the boom box failed to show and that's why you aren't dancing."

"You talk too much," one said and they attacked. I squeezed the trigger and hit two wolves slowing them down. I empty both clips into the wolves. We backed ourselves against the car as more wolves started appearing. I popped in the spare clips.

"Trina. Gina," I hissed. "Trade places."

I handed them the guns and pulled out the daggers. "I want one," Lisa said grabbed one and handing the other to Lily. "Get your bow."