46 - Murder W.hore

(Drakon)

We pulled up before the dust fully settled from the car before us, and I hoped it was one of ours. Grigor pulled the woman out; she was definitely different again. Her hair was longer, shinier, and her face seemed tighter.

Being around her unnerved me. She smelled like a wolf, but I didn’t trust her. I saw how she was changing, moving within her skin, and I didn’t know what else she could