CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Casey’s POV

The next thing I knew, it was all over. I peel my eyes open. My back was still pressed under an old oak tree, as I tried to look around my surroundings.

I nearly gasped. It was a bloodbath. The soil looked as if it bathed in blood with the heavy amount of blood splattered on the ground. Carnage and more dead bodies scattered everywhere. Bile rises in my throat, my hand moving up to cover my mouth in an attempt to stop it, but I couldn’t.

Lurching forward, I vomit, throwing up everything I ate for dinner and breakfast. It made me dizzy, yet still hyperaware of my surroundings and the fact that I am now standing in a werewolf graveyard.

My breath leaves my lungs in short, rapid gasps. I feel like hyperventilating, the world around me spinning until it blurs and eventually, turns a thousand shades darker.

“Casey!”

I hear a voice, probably Danny’s. I’m not sure and I am unable to check if it is, anyway.

Suddenly, I see the world covered in red. Blood spill