“What?!” I said spinning on my heal to face Ralph, it was more of an accusation than a question. The boys surrounded me, smiling evily.

“You didn’t think we would let you get away with your little stunt from last night, did you?” Ralph moved closer, his hand contracting and releasing.

“Careful cousin, raise your voice to loud and my mother will hear!” I said sarcasticly, bracing myself, preparing for anything. Ralph made a face, his eyes narrowed, fist clenching. He swung his fist up to punch my face, I ducked easily avoiding his fist. “Smooth! But you missed.” I said laughing, his face turneed red with anger.

His lip pulled back in a snarl just as my fist met his face, but he wasn’t alone. A foot hit me from the side, my body hurled into a tree. Seering pain burned my side, my ribs were broken, I could feel that. A snarl came from behind the tree, out of my line of sight. Angie’s body hurled toward two of the werewolves, yelps were heard everywhere.