Chapter 10 - A voice whisperer

Cassandra’s point of view:

We all held our breaths and waited as the noise got nearer and fiercer… until –

- Until something or someone crashed straight into the wall.

The little girl, holding onto my legs, jumped back with a bloodcurdling scream.

I hastily picked her up and hid her face into the side of my neck. “Shush, don’t look!” I gently patted her back when she gripped my shirt with her hands fisted tightly.

Instead of stepping back, I walked towards the wolf that had burst a hole through the wall. It was Marcus. He was badly hurt.

I sat down on my knees to assess his injuries. There was a huge gash to the side of his neck. Blood was rapidly pouring out of it.

“It’s okay, sweetie.” I set the little girl down on the floor beside me. “This wolf is one of us.” I told her before leaning forward to press a hand against Marcus’s wound.

His condition was critical. The person who attacked him, aimed straight for his carotid artery, leaving him to gasp for breath and to plead for