Chapter 79)At Least There’s No Fire—

They're coming in so fast, and there are so many of them. How in the hell is my little group of ragtag volunteers supposed to distract them without getting ourselves killed. I looked up at the sky for answers. And I actually got some. The trees. The roofs. It's a long shot, but it could work. "Follow me everyone!" I ran off towards Wolfie's above ground arsenals. But first we need to get everyone else as strapped as I am. We ran building to building, trying our best to keep from drawing the attention of the hybrids now running through our streets. It occurred to me that the only reason I haven't been ripped to shreds by dozens of hybrids by now is because the group that I'm with is somewhat masking my scent. The hybrids have no concern for the weaker scents of the pack, probably saving them for last. I sent a quick thanks to the Moon goddess for my luck but felt a twinge of guilt in my chest.