They shoved me, and I stumbled, falling into the pool.
“I can’t swim! Stop!” I cried, struggling against the cold water.
But they didn’t listen. I saw them reach into their bag—and my heart froze.
Each of them held a pistol, aimed straight at me.
“Where did you get—” I began.
Ian’s eyes blazed with fury. “You vile she-wolf. Do you think running away will earn our attention? How disgusting!”
“You should die here and now, to apologize to my dead mother!” Rylan spat, his expression twisted.
In perfect unison, they raised their weapons and fired.
The bullets tore through the air, racing straight for my heart.
