Attacked

It was too late. The raging werewolves had already jumped and landed on the bumper and hood of the car. At least five werewolves attacked them.

“Rogues!” Amora shouted while trying to protect her mother. "Are they rogues?"

She didn't yet understand how rogues behaved in crowds. She had only heard that the rogues lived a solitary life and escaped from the pack. But if they attacked together like this, would they still be called rogues?

"Amora, don't come down! Hold on tight!” shouted Mr. Petri. In the rearview mirror, he saw Alex and Robin fighting some werewolves who had intercepted them. The handsome male duo could control the situation.

But the evil werewolves were like ants that had just left the nest, their number was countless, appearing continuously.

Mr. Petri reversed the car at full speed. Several werewolves who hit the hood of the car almost fell.

Mrs. Petri screamed as a werewolf punched the roof above her. She saw it form a rather large and concave fist. Another few inches,