I didn’t stop running till I was miles into the forest. I opened up my senses and the smell of vampire and werewolf were overwhelming, I could smell gatherings. My pack was altogether, but something was wrong. The smell of vampire was too strong, and too close to the werewolves. Angie’s cold hand touched my shoulder tentively.

“What’s going on?” She asked, her voice was worried and curious, her fingers moved in my fur.

“I’m not sure.” I answered, my voice was higher, but also darker in my wolf form. I could smell Ralph, but then I stopped dead. Dylan’s scent not only hit my nose but his growl hit my ears,sending shills up my spine.

“What?” Angie asked alarmed as my body went abruptly rigid.

“Him, he can’t see me like this!” I said backing away, but then I heard the war cry from my pack. Growls erupted everywhere, I began stepping forward.

“What are you doing? Run!” Angie said worridly.

“They’ll kill him, if I don’t..” Without thinking I took off at a run to where the fight was happening.