Donovan with the small girl held in a tight embrace pulled at Anna’s heartstrings, but the steady approach of the creature’s growl weighs on her even more. They were getting closer and it was only a matter of time until they came knocking.
“Will you help me board up the windows?” Anna asked.
Donovan turned to her, one eye at a time as his face came into view. A snarl curled up on his lips like a dog about ready to bite.
“Seriously?” Anna sighed standing up again. Her legs tingled from sitting so long. “So you just want to let them bust in here and get us all like trapped rats?” Her anger hung in her voice and she felt ashamed as it set off the girl’s sobs again.
“Why don’t you just leave us alone, we were fine until you got here.” Donovan snapped back.
His childish antics infuriated Anna and she stepped forward slapping him before realizing what she did.
Donovan stood, knocking the girl off her seat, and shoved Anna back.
His strength sent her tripping over Kyle, who startled awake and tried to valiantly catch her. She ended up on top of him with a loud grunt.
Donovan continued to move toward her, fury in his eyes, and the tips of his fingers began to glow red like hot coal. “I saved his life and you slap me?” He hissed. The tips of his fingers brightened.
Anna scurried back, careful not to hurt Kyle as her mind raced. Suddenly Donovan seemed worse than anything outside.