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The adrenaline hit my system like an internal punch to my solar plexus, and I almost doubled over. I swam frantically toward the shore.
“Stop swimming! You are acting like prey.” Wolf-Lonna’s voice cut through my panic.
“What?”
“Stop and stand your ground. He is merely curious as to what creature could disrupt the electricity in the water.”
“You’re freaking kidding me.”
The shark drew alongside me and didn’t seem to be interested in taking a bite. I stood and watched it circle me. Max thrashed into the water, but I held out my hand.
“Don’t come in! It doesn’t want to hurt me, but I don’t know how it will feel about you.”
Since I stood, I estimated the shark’s length at about six feet. It was a hammerhead.
“Greetings, fellow hunter,” I said.
“Greetings, huntress.” The voice was
