“Damien” I tried again.
Suddenly about six black cars pull up to the lake, capturing the attention of the wolves. I stiffened in Damien’s hold. I smelled the air. They were here. Every wolf looked up suddenly, forgetting what they were doing and walking up to where I was standing, making Damien hurriedly let go. I pushed the sad feeling aside, watching the vampires get out of their cars.
It was almost sunset; the perfect time for vampires to come out and play. I groaned internally. The humans were watching the scene with interest, not knowing why we reacted like that. It was only proper to greet them formally. We have manners you know.
A tall, pale teen-looking man stepped out of a black Lexus, coming to the front to meet us. There were about 15 of them, give or take. They looked like
