He landed on top of the wolves, his body curling into a fetal position.

And then the horrific sound of wolves screaming in pain filled the little neighborhood that had once been Bond Hill.

The nauseating smell of blood-filled Carmella's nose. She registered Bilal's call and realized that she was frozen with arms outstretched towards the writhing ball of tentacles, because that is what her son now was. Curled into a fetal position, all that could be seen of her son ...