Graham:
I watched her step back, probably realizing what we had just felt. Then she howled louder than ever.
Her focus shifted to the old man, whose eyes were wide as the wine bottle in his hands trembled.
The moment Madeline lunged at him, he threw the bottle. It hit her hard, shattering on impact and splashing alcohol all over her.
She screamed in agonizing pain, and that was when I understood, the bottles were filled with the alcohol mixed with wolfsbane.
He grabbed another one. As Madeline rushed toward him again, he hurled it at her. The liquid drenched her, but she still managed to claw him and throw him across the circle.
I realized what he was planning. He raised his hands in a strange motion, and I knew, he was going to set her on fire.
Madeline was dealing with her wolf fo
