54 The Great Spirit

"Michelle?" I asked in my human form after the sun had come up the next morning. After we defeated the last of the werewolves, I had phased and changed into my clothes, then I went to check on Michelle, but she'd been quiet for the last half hour. "Michelle, are you there?" I asked through the door, hoping that she was still alive. After having jumped through a broken window two stories up and throwing herself against the walls of the cabin all night, I wasn't sure how much her body could take. Her monster had punished her body like nothing I'd ever seen before.

"Jess...." Michelle said, her voice barely audible.

"Quick! Unlock the door!" I yelled to Dakota.

Micah was right there by the door, waiting anxiously, fearing the worst, just like the rest of us. "Hurry, Dakota!"

Dakota quickly ran to the door in his human form, unlocked it, and flung the door open... and we all rushed in.