67 Chapter 67

Both of them squeeze my arm. "Would either of you tell me what is going on?"

"No other way to describe it except that it smells like puke mixed in with blood and terror in here," Kurtis wrinkles his nose, "yeah, pretty sure its a Shifter attack."

"I didn't know terror had a smell." If I wrinkle my nose enough, I can smell the hint of pure nastiness.

"Well it does. And it's getting closer," he replies, "seems like an insane number of them too."

"How did they get in?" Gunner exclaims, "we have impenetrable walls around the Headquarters!" Of course, no one answers.

All of the werewolves are looking around anxiously.

"Call a Spier!" Lunaa orders.

Within seconds, three or four march in. All of them look like normal human beings, none particularly pretty or ugly.

Then the fear sets in.

Claws of icy coldness dig into my chest, chilling me to the bone. I can barely think as the fear chokes me, squeezing all the life out of my body. Kurtis and Caleb's presence don't help at all...