Brenna Pain coursed through my body as I tackled Laura. This had to end... now. I straddled Laura chest as I wrapped my hands around her throat and squeezed hard, preventing her from uttering another spell as a gurgling sound erupted from her throat. There were more gunshots, but I couldn’t look to see what was happening and who was shot. If I didn’t kill Laura now while I had the chance, we wouldn’t make it out of here alive. Her magic was much too powerful. I could face off against wolves any day of the week or even other witches, but without my magic, I didn’t stand a chance against Laura’s magic, let alone Fletcher’s. Another gunshot rang out and suddenly there was a pinch in my shoulder, but I kept squeezing her throat and pulled until I ripped her head off. Blood gushed from the cavity as her head rolled across the floor, her eyes fixed as shock colored her face. Filled with adrenaline, I stood, and Adan had blown Fletcher’s brains across the floor and the far wall, but bloo