VALERIE

FIVE YEARS LATER

'Weak.'

'Puny.'

'Rotten.'

'Sluggish piece of shit.'

I sit on the back of Evie's black wolf watching Oscar, Nathan and Ivan before me with disinterest. They continue kicking Jeff's lifeless body with their paws, muttering curses at him in rage.

Evie let's out a loud wolf yawn.

This is quite boring. Jeff didn't even try to fight when everyone began attacking him. The moment he saw me, his face crunched up in fear, and he looked like he wanted to piss on himself desperately. I didn't even have to shift into my wolf to scare him. I would have laughed at his response if I didn't...