When my addled eyes rolled unsteadily and stared around I could see only Julius lurking by the corner and peeping at what would have been my fatal end.

Sasha was already pained and irritated to behold these bullies trash me to meshed dung.

I lay on the ground, gasped, breathed hard, rolled my eyeballs at Kane and Cole who were chuckling and making jest of my new werewolf sketches now.

“I wonder what a weakling and coward like you would be doing with werewolves as scary as hell,” Kane mocked and tore off three pages of my new collections.

I was regaining vigor slowly as I could hear my whistling...