Samson admired the large and spacious room that was before him. It looked similar to a giant den with large, shiny white stones embedded into the ceiling lighting up the entire area like the sun. Just below the stones, hanging from the ceiling was a large clock that differentiated AM with a giant red half-circle and PM with a giant purple purple half-circle. Along the sides of the stone walls were giant steel doors, accented with gold and shiny, blue stone highlights. The middle of the floor they were one was open, revealing a bottom floor with a similar layout of doors being closed along the walls. In front of them was a large open staircase fashioned and chiseled out of the same stone the walls were made of, going down to that floor. To the right of where Samson, Selena and Castellan were standing was a desk with a woman busy calling different numbers and jotting down notes. Along the edge of the top floor were benches where werewolves sat and waited for one of the doors to open and

“Get behind me.” Samson hissed at Selena, gently placing her on the ground. “I can figh-” She started. “NOW!!” Samson roared, there was a dangerous growl in his voice that kept Selena from responding. Clenching her teeth as hard as she could to keep herself from speaking, she slid behind him. Samson looked up. “Find your own prey, this one is mine!” Samson shouted. Behind him Selena looked at his back disgustingly as she realized she was the prey he was referring to. “No can do Lycan, bossman requires her to be dead.” Said a thug to the left. “Now then, if you don’t mind,” The lead thug sprinted forwards at an incredible speed, moving past Lycan and sliding behind Selena, “I’ll be doing the honors.” Unable to react in time, Selena watched from the corner of her eyes as the claws of the thug grew ever closer to her. A second before they touched her face they stopped, then a loud crunch filled the air. “AAAAGGGHH!!!” The thug roared in pain as his limp wrist dangled in front of

“Help me out?” Samson echoed, puzzled by what she meant. Haley brought her hands to her hips, making herself stand a little taller. “Though I can’t directly do anything so I’ll give you a piece of advice.” She gave Samson a mischievous smile. Samson waited for a moment before relaxing a little, deciding that anything would be better than what he was doing now. “I’m listening.” He replied. “I bet you’ve been treating Selena as some sort of goal, getting into a relationship or hooking up with her is just a goal for you isn’t it?” Haley started, already seeing that she was right by the look on Samson’s face. “That works with some girls but most of us, we prefer to be treated as an equal, not just a goal to reach then move on from.” Haley patted him on the back aggressively. “Treated as equals… huh?” Samson turned to look at the dressing room, pondering the thought of treating her like he would treat himself. Haley waited for a few moments, letting it sink in before speaking. “So, h

“What’s that thing?!” Shouted Charlie, desperately grabbing the hands of Annie and Sarah as the three slowly moved backwards. Samson turned to Selena. “Get in the car with the others.” He ordered. Selena clenched her teeth and brought her eyebrows together in an aggressive V, letting her anger shine fiercely in her eyes. “I’m not leaving, this is MY pack and these are MY fights!” She shouted back, getting in Samson’s face. “It… doesn’t matter…. Who… stays behind… huuh,” Gibrail yawned, “Because I’m… going to kill… all… of you…” “HYYYYAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!” Sarah’s shrill shriek filled the air as she dropped to the ground. The shadows behind them began to shift and morph. Whispers filled the air, growing louder as the shadows started taking a more concrete form. A foot came into the light, followed by another until an endless army formed out of nothing, climbing its way to the top of the parking garage. They looked to be wearing the same outfits as the small group from earlier, chuckl

Driving his heel into the first thug, Samson sent him staggering backwards, pinballing between the others, forcing them off balance and creating some space. “Say it!” He shouted. Haley gulped an invisible, thick lump in her throat. “It’s not too great but it’s something,” She started, “My car’s not too far from here, if you can get us there, we can leave and then you can go and help Selena.” She stared at his back as he stood still. Samson thought over the plan as the thugs slowly picked themselves up. He realized that this was the only option they had left. He shook his head violently, getting rid of all doubt. “Fine!” He turned to her. With a nod, Haley started moving to her right, towards the swarm of thugs. “This way!” She navigated. One step at a time, Samson moved along with them, dancing around the group of frightened girls to ward off the growling thugs. After a few more steps they made it to a black sedan and the girls quickly hopped inside while Samson continued to chip