#Chapter 75: Ambushed at the Malkeye Camp

There are several bangs coming from the front of the house. “Rita?” I cry out before throwing my hand over my mouth.

I hear the noise again, a violent Bang! Bang! Bang! on the front door.

Then, a crash. It makes me jump, and all I can think is “Oh no… They’re here!”

I jump off the bed and rush to my door to lock it, bracing a chair up against it. I know this won’t stop a werewolf, but if I’m lucky, that’s not what’s out there.

Rita proves my instinct right when she pushes her way in, almost breaking the door in the process. She puts her finger up to her lips, apparently not realizing she doesn’t have to worry about me being quiet.

She locks my door behind her, and I begin backing away toward the bed. As cross the room, I also become aware of our vulnerability due to the window.

Thank God I closed it earlier!

I peek through the curtains. All I see outside is darkness. When did it get dark out? I pull the curtains shut tight and back away to the center of the room, kneeling down in case