The clearing fell silent, save for the rustling of leaves and the heavy breaths. The tall figure stepped forward. His silver-streaked black hair gleamed under the faint moonlight, and his golden eyes pierced through the trio.
"I'm Alpha Ludwig of Abyssal Pack..."
Damien, Magnus, and Xavier were already preparing to shift into their werewolf forms. They stood firmly, their muscular bodies shielding me from him.
"You've made a grave mistake," Xavier growled. "Attacking us on neutral ground is a declaration of war."
Ludwig chuckled. "War? You think I care about war with the likes of you?" His gaze slid past them, locking onto me, still huddled inside the car. His eyes bore into mine as if he could see straight into my soul. There was something disturbingly familiar in his gaze, something that made my heart race for reasons I couldn't understand.
"You," Ludwig said. "You don't even know what you are, do you?"
