The man who had bounced me on his knee as a kid, who had taken me for trail hunts in the snow, who had taught me how to be strong, how to protect those I loved. And I was failing him now, not doing what I had been made to do. The monsters lunged for the rest of my pack, leaving my dad in a crumpled heap and I dropped down at his side with a whimper, ready to shift and heal him, but his body was broken, no breath left in his lungs.
Omfg! No!
