Chapter 17

• The previous night of the prom dance, Melissa was busy calling 911 with her cellphone, putting a distance between her and Dylan's fallen body. She turned her back towards him in an instant. Suddenly, Leslie rushes toward Dylan's side frantically, with panic in her eyes. There was no time to think at all.
• This was a do or die affair...
• She bended her face and paced her ear next to Dylan's chest, focusing her werewolf super hearing to listen to his heartbeat. It was faint. Her eyes widened with shock. "Oh, God. I hope it's not too late."