The Wounded Boy in the woods

Chapter 3 A Mother's Fear comes True

Last night my worst fear just came true. My oldest son Lawrence and my adopted son Billy became werewolves and they went on werewolf killing sprees. I sat alone by the window and prayed for their souls and as I prayed I cried.

My heart was breaking and hurting for my sons. My son Ben is the grave. And my oldest son Lawrence and my adopted son Billy are werewolves.

They are now being hunted by that terrible inspector Aberline. I can't stand that man. He wants to kill my sons or lock them up in that God awful and God forsaken Lambeth asylum.

I will do anything to protect my sons. I cry and pray. God please protect my sons and keep them safe from harm.

I know that Lawrence and Billy can't help themselves and they can't control what they do when they are werewolves.

I stayed up late until they came home. I know that the world will hurt them. I love them both. My baby boys.

Why did that werewolf have to attack them and change their lives forever? All that I can do is pray for their souls. I walk into their room and tuck them into bed.

I kiss their foreheads. I said to them momma loves you both my sons. My husband is gone for good. But I just met Sir John Morgan Talbot and he is the kindest sweetest man that I have ever known.

His son Larry Talbot is a werewolf just like my sons Lawrence and Billy. He just asked me to marry him.

This is my son Lawrence before he was attacked by a werewolf

This is my adopted son Billy before he was attacked by a werewolf

This is Lawrence looking at his wounded shoulder

This is Billy looking at his wounded chest and shoulder

This is Lawrence in his werewolf form

This is Billy in his werewolf form

This is Lawrence human and werewolf

This is Billy human and werewolf cowboy