Surprise! I updated! Yep, it’s been so long, but school, writer’s block and lack of motivation have been at my doorstep so please forgive me.
Max stopped the RV long enough for Ben to change back and climb in, a huge smile on his face. He carefully made his way back to Gwens side as Max started up the RV and went as fast as the speed limit would let him. He needed to learn that a getaway didnt really involve following rules or laws, it involved getting away as fast as an ancient rust bucket can take you. Not that Ben had a chance to complain about this because Gwen had grabbed him by the ear and dragged him to the back of the RV to their room.
What are you doing? he whimpered, rubbing his ear when Gwen released him.
Look at your arm! Ben followed Gwens finger to the deep bite mark on his arm. Blood seeped from the puncture wounds, flowing down his arm and dripping onto the floor of the RV. Ben blinked a few times and then his head shot up and he stared at Gwen with wide eyes.