Samantha
The news about the pending attack got me nervous and restless. We didn't know when they would strike so we had to be on our guard most of the time. I spent most of the days roaming the grounds in wolf firm, listening for strange noises. I wasn't at peace and neither was my mate. We could both feel each other's anxiety but neither of us spoke about it for the sake of peace and sanity.
Three weeks had passed since Whiterose had warned us of the attack and yet nothing had happened. Although we wanted to dismiss it as a false alarm, we intended to remain on our guards knowing full well that Raphael was the least of our problems. Topping the list was Glover and he had been too quiet for comfort. We were worried about his silence but his activities in the human towns had not gone unnoticed. More people were going missing and some were just too scared to live there anymore. It was safe to say that the human town, where I lived, now had more werewolves than humans as residents.
