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"Neither of you is helping."

Another rogue rushes. I take my irritation out on him.

Eleven.

Selena laughs behind me.

"Maybe Arlene should be handling training," Rylan says.

"I heard that," Darian replies.

The twelfth rogue tries something different. He waits until another male attacks, then darts around the outside toward Selena. There.

I let the first male think he has me. His arm comes down. I block. My claws end him.

Twelve.

Then I move. The other rogue is three strides from Selena.

Two.

One.

I appear between them. His face changes. He finally understands. Too late.

Thirteen.

The remaining males back away. Fear. There it is. I smell it now. They came into this park believing twenty males against one shewolf and a heavily pregnant Luna would be easy.

Now, thirteen of them are dead. My wolf stretches inside me.

Rust is gone.

"Apparently."

Two rush together. I bait them toward the left, giving them what looks like too much room on my right. One sees it. Takes it. Exactly as I knew he would. I change direction so quickly his head is still turning toward where I was when my claws strike.

Fourteen.

The other hesitates. I don't.

Fifteen.

Selena practically squeals through the mindlink.

"Fifteen! She's a badass! That's my Beta!"

Even now, something warm hits my chest.

"Selena, stop being in awe and look for an opening to escape."

"Oh. Right."

Rylan growls.

"You should already be running."

"As soon as I have an opening. Until then, I'm watching my Beta kick ass."