That damn Druscilla, he must have spilled everything about us werewolves, betraying us in hiding our identity.

He was so keen on destroying my existence that he was willing to make these filthy Fowlers become his ally. 

I howled, groaning and struggling inside the cage as I felt it moving. They had put me in the back of a car, and I was feeling sleepy but I fought it back, memorizing each turn they took. 

I’ll have to stay still and regain my energy to escape.

With each second, the poison gas only overtook me, worsening my condition that I couldn’t even see anything besides darkness. 

I counted each second...