Chapitre 37: Hurts?

When Hugo left me behind, I crawled towards the hole where he departed. I was worried about him, but before I could reach it, I looked back when somebody crashed into the tent. My eyes fell on the man who was on the ground. It was Winter.

"Winter?" I called, seeing him grunt as he stand up. I then caught a figure approaching inside and as soon as that person looked at me, his glowing crimson eyes seemed to pierce through my soul. 

I held my breath.

The vampire's lips stretched into a diabolical grin before he disappeared when a gigantic wolf pounced on him from the side. I froze, blinking twice at the entrance, and the vampire wasn't there anymore. 

What just happened?

"Ugh... I hate them," Winter grumbled. His hand was on his shoulder while he moved it in a circular motion. He raised a brow when he noticed my gaze, shifting his eyes to me.

"Oh! You're here?" he asked in surprise.