It started with punches to the face. Strong enough to hurt me and leave bruises but not hard enough to bleed. Then it turned into them inserting needles into my most sensitive areas, like my eyelids, lips, fingers, and feet. It caused a small amount of blood, but not enough to get Silas' attention. It was almost like they knew the consequences if a furious vampire were to enter the scene.
In the past, I used to boast about the strength and power of werewolves and how we could conquer anyone who crossed our path. However, I have come to realize the falsehood of this claim when it comes to facing vampires. Their speed, strength, and accumulated wisdom give them a significant advantage over us. If we didn't hunt in packs, vampires would rule the world. We beat them out because of our pack's
