Chapter 6

       Shorty knelt down beside the wolf and began to cry.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"This is my brother."

"Don't worry! He's not dead," Said Graydon, "just knocked out."

I looked up at the full moon that just hid itself behind the clouds.  There was a grunt.  I looked down at the werewolf just when some stuff that looked like pixie dust, sprinkled over the top of him.  Within a few seconds, there was a handsome young man who looked a little older than Graydon, lying on the ground.