Jen turned and ran, hearing Sam's grunting turning more and more into growling as he transformed. She made it to the front door before she heard his triumphant howl, knowing now that the stakes were much higher for her in the dangerous game they'd been playing.
She ran out into the front yard, heading into the street, not caring about her nudity. After all that she'd done, Jen realized a little public nudity was the least of her sins.
Jen knew she had to act decisively to save her own life, but she had few real options readily at hand. Seeing the werewolf silhouetted in the doorway of their house, Jen made a decision based mostly on impulse and instinct.