The Darkness

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r eyes sparkled, "to tell her the news." She paused, running her hand along her side before stepping closer to the thick wooden table. A slow distant look came over her eyes recalling the violent stomach she had been nursi

es had been set in prep for the dinner and news to come. Catching the center vase which now held freshly picked Gerber Daisies; she leaned forward

w you went to see my brother." He added sniffing the air and trying to find his scent a

o share with you." She protested. “Now

ar." His hand went to the side of her head, gripping a few strands of hair as he pressed against

said in a forceful voice. Leaning her head to

g her shoulder long enough to trust his hand forward,

oking up at her husband. The look of shock spread

ed from the black rage he had been under. For the first time in a week, Rayan’s mind was clear. The horror of what he h

n’t understand why he had stabbed her.

d to slow down around him. The cabin twisted and contorted as though reality was rejecting her death. Darkness invaded his vision, and it was only at that moment

to a silhouette and became obscure in his mind. He settled his weight from left to right before rapidly shifting into his

ds took to the sky and animals scurried into their shelters. Wolfin, surrounding his home, looked to the night sky

ed. He stood slowly, having shifted back to his human

f before. He looked over Rayan’s shoulder to

light of the rising moon. Looking back another howl roared from his chest, and he sim

years

ight. A tall white fur-laced being emerged from the darkness and began its attack in the fields just south of the town. By the time any of the wolfin could react, all the humans had been slaughtered. The bodies for

ith fresh blood. As the search continued, he found a small child still aliv

the child on a table and opened his shirt showing her the dagger. “I found this up there," he said, laying the dagger on the table. "I believe it was Rayan," he paused, knowing they had agre

reature," she paused. "Call it Night Terror. We cannot have humans panicking and attacking us.” She stood tall. “Our treaty with them is fragile and if

the lycanthropy plant. She believes all the infected wolves can be treated if

tated animal. And let’s hope we can cure our pack before the

n the twilight. If he cannot pass between the worlds he cannot

the howl; they are to move inside and protect them

ain him in the twilight or find

troy him." Wyana so

, was suddenly faced with the truth—He might just have to kill him.