Intro to book 2

I laid there on the ground looking up at the stars. I could feel the blood slowly running around my body from the gash on my back. There was a puncture wound the size of a werewolf's finger nail, yes a werewolf's nail... David's nail. As I lie here slowly drifting in and out of concousness, my mind wonders back to the events that lead me here to this night, this field, this war... this Werewolf war.