The next few days were like a dream. Every night, Silas came to my house. Sometimes he was a man, and we talked for hours. Sometimes he was a wolf, and we ran through the dark trees. I felt strong. I felt happy. But today, the air felt different. It felt heavy and cold.

I was in my kitchen making tea. Suddenly, I heard a loud noise outside. It was not the soft sound of Silas. it was a loud, angry growl. It sounded like two big rocks rubbing together.

I ran to the window. I saw Silas ...