I can't look away.
I should cover my eyes.
I should try stop him.
I should run.
I can't move.
As if in slow motion Zach leans back and starts to bring the knife down on Jackson. But something happens. Someone runs past me, so fast I just feel the air move. Finn jumps at Zach, throwing the knife back when it's mere inches from piercing Jacksons chest.
How is this possible? He was out cold minutes ago. He has a whole bottle of the strongest Werewolf sedative in him for goodness sake, he shouldn't even be conscious for like another week. A smaller or weaker wolf would have died from that dosage.
Finn pushes Zach back, the knife clattering to the ground a few meters away. They stand facing each other, both angry and ready to fight.
I should be doing something, but I can't look away. Fi
