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The thing growled and stomped toward them.
Drifter grabbed the front of Allie’s coat and flung her away with so much strength that she landed on her feet, though not gracefully. She stumbled forward and collided with the wall beside the hearth. Allie spun around in time to watch Drifter roll out of the way of another swing of the stony fist. He spun onto his stomach and scrambled to his feet with the creature roaring behind him.
Drifter snatched Allie’s hand and raced for the door just as it opened. Douglas stood in their path, and at the sight of the behemoth her mouth dropped open.
“Get back!” Drifter shouted as he shoved her out of their way.
Douglas stumbled backward into the curious Owen. Drifter turned on a dime and slammed the door shut. The heavy footsteps of the ston
