You will be destroyed... you blood is mine... your blood is mine! It all echoed through her head over and over again. Rank metallic scents floated on the breeze, a telltale sign of bloodshed. Terrified as she was, Selene kept running.
She crashed through the underbrush... into the clearing, and froze. The scene that unfolded before her hit her like running into i brick wall. Brandon, a human friend was roped to a tree; his throat slit open draining into the river. He was clearly gone from this world. Howling with shock she strode over to the mass of fur in the center of the clearing. There was movement in the shadows, and Raven stepped out, his purple-black pelt full of debris from lying in the underbrush. He was limping badly.
His green eyes glowed in the darkness. "Is he breathing?" Raven rasped.
Selene shifted her amber gaze to the silver-white wolf on the ground, his chest rose and fell slowly. Donovan... what on Earth happened? "He's breathing," she whispered, "Who else was here?"
Raven's eyes clouded with pain, as he recalled the story. Mikey had asked all of the guys to come here, including Brandon. He ambushed them, and tied Brandon to the tree so he couldn't run. Phillipe attacked him, and Raven Joined him in the fight. Mikey tossed him into the underbrush, and then after that he couldn't remember anything.
Donovan forced himself to roll over onto his side. Slene gasped. His right side was torn, shredded into ribbons of bloody flesh and tissue; ribs were clearly visible in two places. She fell to her knees at his side. Looking at his wounds, then at his face, she realized he was slipping from this world. Raven's eyes Clouded, and he bowed his head. Donovan's body returned to his human form in a haze of silver light, as his breath slowed.