AMELIA

　　　 

　　　

　　　 

　　　

　　　 “Oh, Goddess.” I instantly sensed extreme fear everywhere. The pack was under attack. I pulled out the sword from my back and swung it at the wolf attacking Jaxon, pinning him to the ground. “Jaxon, don’t move!”

　　　

　　　Jaxon froze. The wolf hadn’t seen me, and I took it to my advantage. The blade made a zing sound, piercing my ear. Its head nearly separated from its body.

　　　

　　　 “Amelia, we’re under attack!” Zeph said. My brother was one of the members who hadn’t shifted yet, but carrying a gun.

　　　

　　　 “Who are these people?” I asked him as he shot the werewolf in the head and watched him drop dead to...