This week's six is another snippet from my WIP DISCARDED COWBOYS, book 2 of my LONE WOLVES OF SHAY FALLS series.
“Seems like you really want to be the wolf in charge,” Russell said to Drew, the mocking tone back in his voice. “That outta make this interestin’.”
The men’s chatter suddenly ceased, and though they began circling each other again as men, both dropped into wolf form in almost perfect synchronicity. The growls and raised hackles of fur stunned Talaitha, and she jerked back farther from the cage.
She watched in the dim light of the rising moon as Drew snapped powerful jaws at Russell's reddish-brown muzzle, and Talaitha literally felt a jolt of sympathy pain when Russell yelped. She wanted to run away, but found herself glued to the hard-packed dirt while the wolves danced and snapped, lunged and retreated.