#Chapter 127: Silver Poisoning

Knowing werewolf hearing as I do now, I am positive if I scream bloody murder, all of the house will rush to me. It’s the middle of the night, I don’t want to scare Lyra. But I’m scared. Nyktos looks like he’s about to die.

I settle for a medium, and I scream, “Kavros! Zavros!! Sylas!!”

Nyktos and I wait for only a handful of seconds before a thunder of running footsteps echoes louder, toward us.