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As she was shoved, Summer screamed — not with pain or fear, but rage. It sounded like it was shredding her throat, so vicious was it. “Too many words,” she shouted, and half a second later the man with the gun gaped at her, eyes widening, before he dropped the weapon and bolted out the door, whimpering.

The utter fear she was projecting swept through the house, and she made no effort whatsoever to control it, slamming into every other mind within the walls. Her skin felt like it was on fire, and she stalked up the stairs after the larger man, her hair billowing behind her in a hot wind.

Isaac heard the scream, covering his ears and wishing he wasn’t cursed with werewolf hearing in that moment. Luckily for him, Summer was on his side, so he wasn’t feeling the full effect of her powers. He let out a relived sigh as one of the men dashed out of the house, fear overwhelming him. He found himself not even worrying about the man charging up the stairs: Summer could handle him.

The man’s eyes widened as he glanced at the woman, astonished by her power: she looked like she could catch alight any second… “Look, lady, you don’t understand — ” he tried to reason with her desperately. “The man you’re looking after is an animal: he belongs in a cage. He’s not human, he’s dangerous and given the chance he’ll kill us all. Don’t put yourself in danger like that — let me take him somewhere he can be contained. Please.” 

She snarled, “/I’m/ not human. He’s offered me nothing but politeness; you barged into my home at night and threatened me and my guest. /You/ are the animal. Unless you want to spend the rest of your life cowering like one, GET OUT.”

She was so angry she felt sick, a faint tremor in her muscles warning of the edge she was walking. But she could not show even a hint of wavering; this man, this monster, would seize on that immediately. “If you still believe I cannot take care of myself, you are a fool,” she hissed.

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