Greystone’s Point of View
I ran as fast as I could to reach the frozen lake. My nose flinched a little while the smell of ashes was covering the air. As I walked closer, my inner wolf growled at that unusual warmth of the surrounding. I kept my eyes open, thinking about a way to deal with dad and that witch. It wouldn’t be easy. They both were older than me and stronger. The air became heavy as I approached the lake. All I could see the trace of that devastating fire, which swallowed the lakeshore. But that wasn’t what concerned me most. A metallic scent brushed my nostril and my gaze fell on them. My family, laying there half dead. My legs froze at the sight. I almost forgot to breathe seeing my dad laying on the blood pool helplessly.
“Dad!” Slowly, I dragged my legs near him and dropp
