20. A Dark Warning

'His vileness can't be fought with. His power, made of murder of millions, can't be won over easily.' - Bloodsongs.

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(Aurora)

Air stilled for a moment, eerily quiet and everything around the wolf froze and then there was an ear-splitting cry. Aurora could see the air splitting. It was strange, but she saw everything shatter around them as the wolf bared its canines.

"Art..." Aurora whispered, but he was looking only at the wolf.

Her scream died down to a soft whimper.

What the f*ck was this thing?

The leap looked almost like a float, as the wolf's forelegs were thrust forward in the air and Aurora choked in a scream.

Eyes widened with fear, she looked at Art who was staring at the thing with what looked like curiosity. Within a second, it landed with a thud on the front mirror and showed its snapping teeth at them. Drool dripped down its snout. The mirror cracked, a spider web of crack after crack, and Rory realized if the thing tried too hard, it could come in and kill th