The Werewolf Chief

"I—I have information that you can use against the vampires!!!" Avril stuttered with her eyes firmly closed. The hand on the back of her neck slacked a bit. "I can help you. I betrayed my kind to help you."

"Or you could be a spy send here to kill us all," the man behind her mumbled, but his hands were not as tight as before. "Don't fight." He swiftly tied her hand behind her back and even muffled her mouth and eyes with a black cloth.

"What to do with her…" he silently whispered to his comrade.

"Donno, lets take her to our Chief. He'll make a decision whether to kill her or not."

Avril heard it all. 'That's good they are taking me to their chief. If I can strike a deal with him, all will work in my favor.'

The werewolves dragged her blindly through a rough terrain. She slipped and stumbled along the way but they did not stop at all costs. Soon they paused.