Chapter 38 - On the Move

The circle around Blaze was closing in. Dozens of werewolves stood arm to arm, not leaving a single gap to let him get away. He stood in the centre, invisible, but it didn’t make any difference - they already knew where he was.

“Show yourself, you coward!” Shouted Jig with an impudent smile on his face. His body was giving off a bad smell of evil ready to engulf and wither the most beautiful flowers.

Blaze was looking around restlessly to encounter even a small mistake in the werewolves’ formation. But they stuck tight, like they were glued by the dark substance of the chasm of nothingness.

One step forward, and they moved even closer. Soon they would be in the reach of his hand and dozens of sharp razor teeth sank into his body.

Now or never! He thought and threw himself into the growing wall like lightning. He hoped to break the resistance and escape from their claws.

“What an idiot! Mates, do not kill him!