A strength takes over me that I never knew I had, call it adrenaline, or the special ability passed from a mother’s wolf, I don’t know, but there was no time to knock on the door.... “STOP” I shout as with one push the door flies from it’s hinges. Three pairs of eyes stare back at me with surprise and confusion.
“What is it darling?” Dad ask rushing over to my side
“He's a hunter, he killed his wife because she was a werewolf and he also wants to kill you.” I cry panting
“Now I thought you told me werewolves were just a fantasy” Mr. Zarel smirks
I glare into his face with a dangerous warning, just before looking down to see the rifle in his hand. I push my dad behind me to protect him. This energy made me feel immortal, even though in reality, one shot through my heart would leave me
