**Sandi**
I sat in the backseat of the SUV, staring blankly out the window as tears silently traced down my cheeks. Inside, a blazing anger burned through my chest—hot and relentless. They had murdered my parents right in front of me, left their bodies sprawled on the lawn like discarded trash. Just hours ago, I’d woken up terrified of the werewolves, worried they’d take me away. Now… I hated them. The werewolves were nothing but barbaric monsters—killers who left destruction in their wake.
The driver didn’t speak again; he simply kept his focus on the road, his face unreadable. I was leaving my world behind—my home, my family, everything I’d ever known—and if I ever returned, there’d be nothing left of it. Given how he responded to my parents’ deaths, I doubted I’d come back anytime soo
