Zachery had the wind knocked out of him but he stood as the girls made a beeline for the car outside.  Damn that girl could kick!  Still, following the trail to Jenny's supposed fortress was easy enough.  Standing on legs that had felt like jelly until the pain from the groin shot subsided, the russet brown wolf growled in the back of his throat as he shambled out the door and gave chase to the jeep that had sped off like a bat out of hell.  Too bad it wouldn't be fast enough for the four hundred year old were.  He bounded out of the shadows a moment after the girls had stopped in Jenny's front yard and were having trouble getting one of their companions inside.  He leaped and tackled Kira to the ground like a quarterback going for a touchdown pass only to be slammed off course at the last second.  "Hello again, Kira was it?  Sorry, but no one kicks me in the balls and gets away with it!  Not without paying dearly for it!"  He growled in her face as he flipped her over to face him, slamming her back into the dirt hard.  "Now, where were we?"