The ambush III

Jane

I paced around the house not doing anything but worrying my head off.

I wanted so much to join the fight but that would not be possible. I had to trust Martha and her magic. If she was not the strongest in the pack, then I doubted that the rogues would have much attacking the pack.

I heard a door slam and minutes later the sleeping witch walked down the stairs to join me in the living room.

“Where is she?” she asked, looking around.

“Martha? She joined the fight.”

“She’s going to die.”

“I’ve seen Martha fight. She can hold her own against the wolves.”

“No,” she shook her head. “I am one of the strongest in the coven and I got my ass handed to me by an elder of their pack. Those wolves are not normal. They are strong.”

“How strong?”

“Their leader tore through the gates with his bare hands.”

“Any creature can do that.”

“That gate was made from graphene. It’s hundred times stronger than ordinary steel. It was also fortified with magic to make it stronger. That man tore through it wi