*Lena*

I barely made it.

The full moon was already peeking over the horizon as I fumbled with my keys, my hands trembling with urgency. The chickens clucked nervously from their crate and the rabbits shifted uneasily in their cages, sensing the tension in the air.

“Come on, come on,” I muttered to myself, finally managing to unlock the front door. I shoved it open with my shoulder and practically threw myself inside, dragging the ...