"Hey, hurry up!" I scream at mum on sighting Jude catwalking from a near distance.
"Sophia, this is..." She stammers. "Dylan!"
"What?" I stoop low and place my chest on his heart. Blood trickles down my earlobe to my jaw as I do that.
"No, no!" I struggle to say as mum looks back every now and then, just to confirm if Jude is still coming for her. No, for both of us.
"Mum, what do we do?" Mum's forehead is furrowed as she looks back and becomes statued.
"What you can do is join my pack. Let me be your mate." Jude says one by one as he approaches with slippery thuds.
"What?" Mum says, as she rises up and takes few steps backwards but I try to hear Dad's heartbeat. No, it's not working! Let me try to believe it's not Dad. Maybe Jude did this to scare us back to him. Nearly lifting
