Sixty-three.

James POV.

Vampires, they are my worst nightmare ever, I ran away from them, but I knew there's always the chance of them following me, of them coming to any kind of pack I join, they don't let their victims get away, I don't sleep, I make sure to stay awake, I know this pack was a safe place, but I made sure to stay on alert, high alert.

I was starting to believe that everything is going to be okay, I was starting to relax, and it's dad's first rule, he planted in me since the day I was born, he told me to always be alert, because when you let your guard down, that's when they attack, or he'd attack to make sure that I never forget my lesson.

"We need to get her away," those were my first words and first reaction, the vampires won't let her go, they'll search the whole pack to find her, they'll kill everyone and anyone to get to her, but if we get her away, they won't be able to touch her.

"No, we stay and protect her, this is our home," Milo says in a cold voice, said like the young