Bab 120: ~°~Chapter One-hundred & Twenty~°~

A scream builds up at the back of my throat in horror but in that split second that the Werewolf makes its decision, Dale snatches me out of the Werewolf's line of sight, cradling me on his legs protectively.

At the same time, a blinding flash of white light surrounds the room briefly then Virgil's magnificent white wolf is attacking the rogue Werewolf poking it's head in my living room.

Dale holds me really tight but when Virgil goes out through that window filled with jagged glass around the edges at a rogue Werewolf that looks like a monster in the nighttime, I don't know when I wrench myself so hard from his hold that I end up on my hands and knees on the floor screaming Virgil's name.

Dale is quick to catch me before I run up to the window that's most likely surrounded by broken glass with my bare feet.