The Gathering

“I’m not imagining this, right?”

My eyelids fluttered rapidly as I stared out the windshield of James’ car. Even through the heavily tinted windows, I could see two massive creatures perched in front of a large, opened gate.

The one on the right looked similar to a husky. Its fur was pale grey with patches of darker black coating its back. He had icy blue eyes that were almost white, and I couldn’t peel my eyes away. The one on the right was a larger, chocolate brown colored wolf with yellow eyes.

James turned towards me with a smirk on his face, “Welcome to my world, sweetheart.”

The car slowly pulled through the gates, passing by the two wolves that were even more massive up close. I wanted to roll my window down to get a better look but decided against it. I know nothing about werewolf etiquette.

I think the hinge of my jaw was broken because my mouth refused to close the nearer we drove towards two large white tents. The sea of people that were filing beneath them were the mos