Grayson Brothers

~Fender’s POV~

While Sergey and the other luckily succeeded to keep on living, I and Frank were trying to fight for it. Of course we didn’t actually fight the werewolves directly. We fled from them. I couldn’t ever imagine that we were going to face those many. And there was something different with their power.

It was near the edge of the city. Frank was some steps in front of me. I sometimes looked back and actually they had already lost us. But we were too afraid to stand still, so we kept running and running. I looked back again and saw nothing. And suddenly I realized that Frank stopped running. I couldn’t brake anymore so I hit him hard. It was quite hard I thought.

We raised and he began to yell at me madly. I told him I was sorry and regretful. But I also added that he didn’t warn me when he wanted to stop. We gasped, feeling so damn tired and upset.

“Where did they go? God, they are like a swarm of insects in the field!” I commented.