Chapter Seven
Amanda headed to bed early, claiming a headache from all the activity in the morning. She showered and slipped into her favorite nightgown, burying herself beneath the thick covers to ward off a chill that had seeped into her bones, despite the steamy July temperatures. Sleep swept over her like an evening wrap on a cold night.
She dreamt and saw the visions her daughter spoke of at the cabin. A huge werewolf who tore apart a mother and child, leaving their bodies behind for a broken man to find. But unlike the visions that had stopped then, her dream continued. A man, shattered by the loss of his family, became a hunter, learning and studying his prey like a scholar does his textbooks. He learned of the full moon ritual that brought out the sort of wolves that killed his f
