Lawrence’s POV

The growls became more intense and echoed like a menacing drum beat off the walls. With each breath, the number of red eyes that glinted from the shadows increased. My body was tense as I moved in front of Camilla and Mira.

"Remain behind me," I said in a stern, quiet voice.

Camilla whimpered, "Lawrence, there are too many," holding Mira so closely that I thought she would never release her grip.

Even if doubt was eating away at my resolve, I responded, "We'll be fine." ...