Chapter 49: Deadly
“The night is dark and full of terrors” —Game of Thrones.
The werewolf snarls at me. He’s standing on his two feet, looking larger than a grizzly bear. He’s top heavy, so his back is hunched. Everything about the creature is large, thick, wrapped in bulging muscles, dark skin and fur. He has razor sharp claws by his hands and feet. His feet are so large that I bet he’ll leave large footprints. The porcelain floor will probably crack underneath him, just from supporting the impact of his landing.
His face is large and crooked. His askew jaws bare scar marks crisscrossing all the way down to his chest. He appears to be older than the others. He probably has more experience than the others I’ve just killed. No, they were just beginners, weren’t they? And now he wants rev
