When she burst through the door, she saw the pets of the family were already dead, only torn-up parts left from them. She flinched. Hearing a loud thudding sound from the second floor, Monica ran to the fireplace and grabbed the poker, the only suitable thing for combat that could strike a deadly hit.

She sprinted to the stairs for the upper floor, but before she could even take the first step, a huge figure passed in front of her, swiftly climbing them up. Monica followed it with her startled eyes and noticed the taut body of her so-called mate. Her guts flipped.

Appearing in the hall, Monica saw the...