I hear them before I feel them.
The hunters.
They're here.
I'm still in the living room, and most of the pack members have gone back to doing their things except Maisie and Sienna.
They both stare at me, alarmed but prepared.
All three of us nod at each other before we march out of the house. They are not anywhere near us at the moment, but I can still see them clearly.
I feel my eyes glow as I zoom in my eyes, trying to find the exact amount of wolfsbane on them, and there's a lot.
Every single one of them is carrying silver arrows with at least three little bottles of wolfsbane on them. And this time, it's not the powdered one, it's the liquidified wolfsbane.
I withdrew the zooming and notice, our pack have gathered already and are in full preparation. They have covered their lower half of their faces with masks to avoid breathing wolfsbane in and are wearing a bulletproof vest underneath their shirt.
