Finding Sarah

Damon pulled to a stop at the edge of the forest and quickly shifted back to human form. The hundreds of wolves behind him followed his actions, their thunderous paws ceasing to trample upon the grassy ground.

"Where is my mate?!" The booming voice of Damon surged through the crowd and then shook the mighty forest, frightening animals to the point where they hid as fast as lightening while birds took off into the skies. If mere words were as ruffling as that, then imagine how terrifying it was for the person it was directed at.

Jason, who was waiting by the front door, dropped to his knees and lowered his head in shame as soon as the words shook his eardrums. "I still-" he hesitated for a second when Damon took his first threatening step towards him. "I still h-haven't found her."

Jason knew very well that this was no simple matter and he knew that he'd be given no simple punishment either....even if it wouldn't be death, it'd still be dreadful. But it was