Chapter 78

Megan crept out of her hiding place to see two dead lycans. Or one who was definitely dead because of where his heart was tossed carelessly. Gross!

The other lycan was definite down. There was no mistaking that. It seemed she could help, but she did not know if she should. Lycans and witches were not exactly best of friends, but she could not leave him there to die in good conscience. So she was going to have to help.

She turned his body and took note of the color of the blood that was gushing out of his side. The wound was bleeding angrily even though it seemed like the beast was not healing. And the color, was strange. Blood was meant to be red, but this one. It looked almost brown, like it had been contaminated.

She was no expert in lycan biology, but she knew that this was bad. This was really bad. Good thing she had perfected exchange transfusion. Right now, all that was missing was a donor. The man next to him was totally out of the question, so she was going