"Shift!" Donald called out and shifted to his tiger form, his clothes shredding as his form expanded. All the shifters followed suit except Vash, he stayed near Casey and Jackson, unwilling to leave his mates.
With a roar Donald led the charge. Shifters flowed over the rise and down to clash with the pack waiting for them.
“We need to stop them,” Vash said. “They’ll kill each other. The pack are just following their alpha.” He hadn’t realized the pack was so large, it looked like the alpha had