When I was very young, I trained myself to translate the meaning of different howls for many reasons, the biggest reason was to be safe.
I was an expert when it came to howls and I know an angry howl when I hear one. This is the kind of howl werewolves let out before they attack, it was not a warning, it was supposed to instill fear in their prey.
My eyes shoot open and I turn to the window to see figures circling the house. I feel my heart hammering in my chest and my mind turns murky.
Tyran takes my hand and leads me out of the living room, the expression on his face is unreadable but his jaw is hard.
“What's happening?” I ask him
“They're just looking for trouble. Don't worry, we'll take care of them.”
Just looking for trouble? There were more than two dozen huge wolves outsi
