Nora's POV
I step back and extend my hand, using telekinesis to push the front door completely open. Moving it inch by inch, I ensure Antonia and James can escape the deadly sunlight streaming through.
Though knowing James, he would gladly endure the burning if it meant staying close to me.
"I'm Nora," I introduce myself to the distraught woman, stepping onto the porch. My familiars flow behind me like shadows, transforming into their feline forms and positioning themselves at my ankles. "I'll do everything I can to help. Please come inside and explain what's happened."
The possessed werewolf suddenly tears free from his captors' grip.
"Somnum," Charlette commands with a sharp flick of her wrist. The werewolf collapses instantly, his body going limp as the two men catch him before he crashes to the ground. "Sleep spell."
