BLUE HILL LUNA
Hakeem Jafferwhen you were sweet sixteendon't leave me out here dancing aloneare you trying to seduce mefalling for my bestie's son
Mom stood her ground, ready.
Then they attacked, three of them latching onto her neck. I leaped forward, tackling one then flinging another to the side by grabbing their scruff.
Clawing multiple at a time, I tried to reach for my mother. Jonathan went for her on the other side, frantically ripping through to get to his Luna. I then felt my first strike.
Claws latched onto my back, ripping my fur. I spins round, snarling. I found the she-wolf with the brightest green eyes staring at me, her claws sharp and painted with my blood.