That night her mother drove until the sun greeted the earth once more, and the glowing amber eyes were nowhere to be seen. Esme was too petrified to fall asleep, but it seemed her body's need overruled her fear. It was when she woke, Esme was more confused, believing the night before was nothing more than a nightmare. There was no claw mark or blood on her mother; it made her blink slowly and look around the car for her dad. But he was nowhere to be seen.
Later that day, her mother taught her the basics about werewolves and that she and her father were also these monstrous beings. Though, when she looked at her mother's kind face, she knew there was nothing to fear.