~MILLIE~
The sight before me was nothing short of barbaric. I hadn't really looked properly when Dan attempted to encourage my view but now, with the shape side of a silver blade to my throat, I had no choice. It was as though I was watching a high-definition thriller movie on a big screen. Blood was literally spraying into the moonlit sky, limbs were being torn from the human hunters as though they were merely a rag doll held together by some flimsy stitching, and even though it appeared that the supernatural werewolves were the winning team, they weren't without injury.
As much as I wanted to screw my eyes tight, blocking out the blood-filled rage, I couldn’t. I needed to see Aiden. I needed to know he was ok, and it wasn't long before my clouded vision spotted his overly large wo
