As I was running, I heard my men running behind me with the others until we had found what I was hearing. But the sight wasn't pretty. It was gruesome, tragic, beyond with words what I was seeing. I froze for a moment to look at what was happening, until I felt someone jumped on me then landed in front of me kicking ass.
It was Jeremiah's mate. She was using her magic to take them down.
It was I didn't know what they were, I've heard stories but didn't seek to think it was true.
What I was seeing was actual werewolves, men being bitten then become monsters. They were huge beyond our size at least and they stood on their hind legs. But they were attacking this small village that was only 15 miles away from us and 30 miles from town. But not because it was close or far, its the fact that
