14. The Angel Inside
I sniffed the air, but wasn’t entirely sure what the scent belonged to. Behind me I heard a number of soft thuds. I turned to see what was there.
Werewolves, three of them! We eyed each other through the forest for less than a moment before they charged. I turned and ran. Where did they come from? The forest path had been clear, I was sure of that — the trees then?
Danny, who’d been scouting ahead, ran back in my direction and yelled, “Hurry, take my hand!”
I ran as fast as I could. My hand closed around Danny’s, and we took our first step. I felt a searing pain down by back. A werewolf had leapt towards me, lashing out with its claws, raking me from shoulder to hip.
The fourth step saw us back in the cottage. Danny supported my weight and gently laid me on the be
