Golden Luna
Where a man had once stood, now a great black werewolf crouched, snarling, his teeth bared dangerously.
Suddenly something clicked open in my mind, like a window shutter. Suddenly I could hear Alexander's thoughts, filtering into my own head like sunlight through that open window, the thoughts directed at the snarling wolves in front of him. Touch her, and I'll tear you apart, he seemed to say.
Then he turned his regal head to me. Get behind me, he said through the wave of thoughts, and my eyes widened. "What?" I whispered.
Get behind me, Elaine. Now!
Bab Populer