AVELORA
It was walking away. Something was wrong, the footsteps weren't as heavy or frantic as they had been moments ago. Now, they sounded rhythmic, almost graceful. It sounded like a human walking, not a monster salivating at the thought of tearing us open.
"Do you know the Legend of the Moonson Monster?" I whispered.
Khyrix’s shoulder was bleeding heavily, the dark stain spreading across his shirt, yet he stood there with indifference, as if the wound didn't hurt.
"No," he clipped out.
Good. This would keep his mind off the thing currently hunting us.
"It’s a legend from my pack," I continued, my voice low. "About a beast that only emerges under the full moon."
He let out a dry, low chuckle. "Do you have any idea how many legends involve monsters and full moons? Look around, swe
