Chapter 42: The Combat

RORY POV

I listened closely to the door as my mom paced around the room. She was plotting our next move.

“What’s going on out there?” she asked finally.

“I don’t know,” I whispered, “I just hear a lot of crashing around and growling.”

“Do you think the pack is winning is what I’m asking.”

“I don’t know. It’s hard to tell.”

Mom walked over and put her ear into the door before shaking her head. I knew exactly what she was thinking.

“I think we should go out there and help. That’s two more bodies to help take her down.”

“There’s four of them,” I shot back. “They are used to this type of stuff. I’m not. I’m sure they can handle this.”

“Are you scared?” she asked defensively.

“A little,” I admitted as a crash to the floor made me jump.

“Well, I’m going out there to help. You can stay in here if you want, or you can go out there and join me.”

“Can’t we just shoot the witch?” I pleaded.

“What’s the fun in that? Besides, who knows if a bullet would even kill her.”