Charlie
I looked around at the pack grounds that I was raised in... and all that I could see was death and destruction..
The air was filled with the pungent smell of fresh blood. Screams echoed throughout the forest as the remains of dead and injured werewolves littered the earth.
My heart was racing, I felt myself become overwhelmed by complete panic and dread. The trees were swaying from the strong winds my powers were causing... I was losing control of my emotions... I had a sense of déjà vu as dirt and debris flew through the air, blocking the fighting wolves' vision and interrupting the active attack.
I could hear the painful howling cries from a man I knew as well as my own father...
I looked over to the direction they were coming from, and could see Beta Jackson’s wolf keeled
