*storm's POV*

I rushed to Scott's side, I had thought for a second, that my soul has left my body. He lay there, lifeless and still, as though the very breath of life had been snatched from him. My mind raced as I tried to make sense of what had happened. Had he been attacked? Was he dead or alive? I stood at a spot, so confused of the next thing to do.

As I lifted Scott's lifeless body from the ground, I felt a sudden rustling in the bushes nearby. Without warning, a pack of snarling wolves burst forth from the undergrowth, their eyes glinting with a fierce hunger....