Running out of the palace, I could feel my heart racing. I was worried that Hannah had been severely hurt. She had only just turned eighteen. Even at her age, she was by far the most skilled tracker and hunter in our pack. Peter was worried, concerned, and had what looked like tear-filled eyes. Why would Peter be crying? Peter led us to the treeline where Hannah was, several other Lycans surrounding her, with two of the Lycans dead on the ground.
Hannah’s eyes were streaming with tears, she was on the floor, holding her hand over an open wound to her abdomen, while she whimpered, “Don’t come near me, don’t touch me.”
We came to a stop. Quinn was there. Robert immediately asked, “What the hell happened?”
Hannah kept whimpering, Peter kept trying to get closer to her, but his Father’s Be
