I backed away, werewolf heart hammering against my mostly humanoid ribs. Vrika was thrashing inside to shift in full, but I couldn't risk it until the right moment. Not with what I am wearing around my neck.
Silver mail isn't exactly going to stretch with my neck when I hybridize. Though it might break easily enough. I just have to make sure to protect my abdomen. So I draw the knife and palm the emitters before I toss my purse into a corner.
"Touch me and I promise you'll regret it. Like any of those men would have if your pictures were at all real."
I warned and put that on the record, now that the phone is listening in. Despite the fear of a first fight twisting in my gut, I knew my best chance was still that side door. Pretending to back towards the other door, I darted the opposite way with enhanced muscle ligaments.
