I was sitting in my dark room when I heard voices outside the wooden door. Some girls were whispering to themselves, very loudly, and I didn't like it. They must've left their blocks and came down to mine to probably gossip. I hissed softly, silly girls, engulfed with fear. My wolf was about to yell out her aggression at them, but I stopped her when I heard the lines of what they were saying.

“Some cars just pulled at the gate, did you see them?” The first voice, which happens to be the tiniest of them, disclosed.

“Yes, it's that time of the year again.” They're back for more of...