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Ryan slowed as he heard the helicopter’s engine running. It was a transport vehicle, big enough to carry several people away in it. Travis sat in the passenger seat beside the pilot, but the door was open. His head turned as Ryan stopped and stared at him.
Easing from the seat, Travis jumped down and pulled out a weapon as he advanced. Still in wolf form, Ryan paced restlessly, trying to think about what to do and how to take down the man when he had no weapons of his own.
The dart zinged by him, missed, and landed several feet behind him. His wolf reacted to the threat in the same manner all animals did when attacked and went with their fight response. He leapt automatically at Travis, his lean body stretching out to span the distance still between them with not much effort. His fan
