Something's coming!

“mummy!” Hugh cried, scared. His mother looked back at him with tears filled eyes. Loren carefully looked out the window and Hugh followed his mother's eyes. From where he stood he could see clearly the impending danger. He stared hopelessly at the pack of wolves approaching, accompanied by other werewolves who were still in their human form holding up torches and pitchforks. It looked exactly like a scene cut out of an old with hunting movie. This pack didn't give a damn that it was the twenty first century. They were out for blood and even him at his age knew it. Loren walked back to her son and crouched next to him so that they were eye to eye. She had a sad smile on her beautiful face. She was looking at him but her eyes seemed so far away. Her mind was probably on her husband _his father, who had gone out to defend them from the mob.

“Listen to everything I’m going to say now darling." Loren said to a confused Hugh. Her voice was thick and sounded shaky like she was holding back