CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY NINE – DESPERATE TIMES

"It's a trap!" Logan roared, bursting into the room. But it was too late. The creature that had once been a woman lunged at Laura, claws extended. Laura barely managed to dodge, her medical training kicking in as she grabbed a nearby sedative and plunged it into the beast's neck. Chaos erupted in the infirmary. More of Dr. Carter's twisted creations poured in, having used the distraction to breach the compound's defenses. Laura found herself in the thick of the fight, her newly acquired werewolf abilities surging to the surface. She moved with a speed and agility that surprised even her, dodging attacks and striking back with fierce determination. "Laura!" Logan's voice cut through the din. "Get to safety!" But Laura couldn't leave. She saw pack members falling, injured by the relentless onslaught of Carter's abominations. Her medical skills were needed. As she fought her way to a fallen comrade, Laura felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. Fear gripped her heart - was something wrong