At that moment, she turned to the right and saw a pair of glowing blood red eyes staring at her. Morgan Willis blood curdling scream filled the streets of Vermont and that was the last that anyone had heard of her.

I looked up and blew out a sigh when I saw the sign. I was parked outside the St. Jude Children’s hospital parking garage for the last 7 hours. The time was 7:15am and I was hoping that things wouldn’t get worse today, I had already been through so much.

The werewolf stopped at the car and its ice blue eyes locked with mine. Its giant paw nudged against the car door and its fangs grabbed hold of the door handle. I realized that it wasn't trying to hurt me. But that it was trying to help me.

As we boarded the plane, I let out a sigh of relief. For some reason I enjoyed flying. Taking off, the adrenaline, the delicious snacks that the kind attendants gave us even though they were either peanuts or crackers .