CHARLES BARRETT
I was getting frustrated. My storming of the pack had been delayed by an entire day. Less hunters had turned up than I had expected. Some had sent apologies, along with weak excuses. They didn’t feel comfortable taking on a full werewolf pack in their own territory. s**t like that. The f*****g cowards. The ones that had shown up were ready to battle alongside me. They were incensed when I had told them that not only had they kidnapped my wife, they had also turned my daughter. I had told them that as far as I was concerned Holly was already gone. The thing that was living inside of her body now was an abomination, a monster. Nothing more. I said that if she got in their way or attacked them then they shouldn’t hesitate to put her down. A few looked shocked, but most nodde
