~RYLAN

My throat was on fire.

My eyes burned as they watered and my skin felt as if it was crawling up on itself. The worst part was that I could not breathe.

There was no oxygen and the harder I tried to breathe, the more my throat burned.

I knew this sensation. I knew it too well. There was only one thing that could cause my brothers and I, along with Monica to suffer in this way. Something that was an enemy of werewolves.

Wolfbane.

The beasts within me stirred in anger. Whoever threw this at ...