A werewolf just pinned me to the ground in my own backyard…
Last night, I found a man passed out in my backyard wearing nothing but ripped jeans. I’m a nurse, so I ran outside and checked his pulse, and his skin was on fire but his heart wasn’t beating.
I climbed on top of him, stacking my hands on his chest, and started compressions. I sealed my mouth over his and gave him everything I had.
Suddenly, I felt a heartbeat under my hands so fast that it vibrated through my body.
Before I could move, his eyes snapped open and he rolled me onto my back, pinning both of my wrists against the grass. His eyes glowing bright, as he growled,
“It’s been seven years… and I finally found you.”
