Half way through my next exercise routine, Lobo starts acting oddly. He's usually asleep by now, but his chest is rumbling against the floorboards as he lays down on his stomach.

Rolling my eyes I move back to my stereo, turning down the music thinking perhaps he was groaning at me for keeping him awake.

As soon as I turn the music way down... he jumps up, his ears pinned for a noise he must hear outside. Then it occurs to me...he can hear the pack run.

"They are on their run Lobo, just ignore them." I cheerfully reassure him as I ruffle the top of his head. But he doesn't listen to me, he starts growling at the door...a front paw tapping at it for me to open it.

They know not to come out this far, Mum and Dad remind them every pack run.

I turn the music off... my blood running cold as the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

I reach for my gun, placing the safety catch off...taking a deep breath in to centre my core. Most likely one of the guards has left patrol early and was using the meadows as a cut through. But without access to the pack-link, I was going to have to exit the cabin to find out for definite.novelbin

I wait, expecting Lobo's growing frantic state to calm...when it doesn't and he becomes more restless. Reaching for the door handle, I pull the door open... Lobo brushing past my legs as he whizzes past me.

He sniffs the air, his eyes darting around into the black void of the night...before a menacing growl escapes him.

"What is it boy? What do you see?" I whisper as I crouch down by his side.

My ears are pinned for the sound of a movement...the entire pack having fallen into some weird eerie silence. Even the pack run...they aren't making any noise.

A twig snap up ahead almost has my soul jumping out of my body...Lobo running away from me into the darkness of the night.

I give chase, pulling my phone out to shine a torch into the black meadow. Yes the moon was out but she was half covered in a cloud, offering a strange red tinge to her glow. It must be a blood moon tonight.

I freeze when he barks again, swiftly followed by the sound of a male groaning in pain as I hear Lobo maul on something.

I turn my torch towards the trees to find Lobo mauling on a leg...I lift the torch up to find a man dressed in black...a gun in his possession.

If I didn't think my heart could sink any lower...I was wrong.

I shine the torch to the left where more figures come into the light, all dressed the same, all wearing black.

They had headsets on, all armed with a similar gun. I gasp out as a number of laser lights land on my chest as I look down. I look back up to find the closest one to me reaching for his ear.

I scan the meadow, count the number of them...far too many for me to take out alone but I've got enough bullets to do some damage to their numbers.

"First border out. They are here...operation clean up has begun." He says before winking and blowing a kiss at me. He was human, they all had to be. They were kitted out like humans...and didn't have that scent of being werewolves.

He said they had taken the first border out, which means some of our guards had been killed. Dad will have felt their deaths which explains the eerie silence when the pack run was a loud event. It won't be long until the fight comes here, but for now I am alone. A growl to his right makes me take a step back... Lobo still mauling one of the intruders.

"Will you shoot this fucking mutt!" He orders before the man in front of me turns his gun on Lobo, a chuckle escaping him.

Mutt? Who was he calling a mutt.

I don't wait, I lift my gun up...dropping my phone to the ground and take aim. I fire every bullet at the intruders screaming at Lobo to runaway.