CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED – JUSTICE WILL BE SERVED

With a roar of defiance, Logan kicked out, catching the attacking werewolf in the chest and sending it tumbling into the ravine. "Jump!" he yelled, and together they leapt into the darkness below. They landed hard on a sloping embankment, rolling and sliding down through loose soil and sharp rocks. Laura's world became a dizzying blur of pain and disorientation. When they finally came to a stop at the bottom of the ravine, Laura struggled to catch her breath. Every part of her body ached, and she could feel warm blood seeping from various cuts and scrapes. Logan was in no better shape, but he forced himself to his feet. "We need to keep moving," he said, his voice rough with pain and exhaustion. "They'll find a way down here soon." Supporting each other, they began to make their way along the bottom of the ravine. The high walls on either side made Laura feel claustrophobic, but also provided some cover from their pursuers. As they moved, the full weight of what had just happened