The threat called the moon
He could clearly feel his brother’s only thoughts smashing their way through his brain. He wanted to shut them out, but they were too strong.
“PREY, PREY! KILL, KILL!“
With a giant effort, he finally managed to free himself out of his brother’s mind. Again, he was in his room, but he couldn’t relax yet. Chris was still in his wolf form and it was obvious that he couldn’t control himself.
Martin didn’t know what was going on, but he knew he somehow had to make the predator unable to move until Aviva could figure out how to turn him back.
While he was distracted by thinking of what to do, the wolf leaped forward, tackled him to the ground and tried to bite his throat, missing it by only a couple of inches. Martin desperately tried to get free, but the animal crushed him with its weight.
He struggled under the heavy body that slowly but steadily pressed the air out of his lungs. He knew he had to think of something quick