I tried to put Rina down, but she clung to me tightly, whimpering into my neck. “Huhuhu! Luna!” she sobbed. “P-Please save me…”
“Okay, I’m here,” I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady as I tapped her back to calm her trembling body. “You’re safe now.”
“Huhuhu! Luna! M-My m-mom! T-They killed my m-mom! S-S-She’s gone!” she cried again, and my chest tightened painfully.
I scanned her small, trembling body. Deep, ragged claw marks ran along her arms and legs. None of them were healing. That could only mean one thing: the creatures’ claws carried some kind of poison that suppressed a werewolf’s natural healing ability. My stomach churned. I swallowed hard, trying not to let my fear show. But what were these creatures? How could they still move with decaying bodies like that?
“Grrrrrr
