Winter POV
I don't know what it is that finally woke me, whether it's the throbbing headache I have or the strange burning sensation that's all over my body. It's intense and I swear it's getting worse as the seconds pass by. I slowly got up, putting a hand to my head and I glanced down to see that all of my stab wounds were fully healed. There's no pain whatsoever as I move and I stagger to the entrance of my little cave, peering outside and promptly swearing. f**k. How long have I been out? Too long, I'm guessing.
The last thing I remember is it being past sunset and then nothing. But I suspect it's been more than a few hours since I passed out, not just because of my dry parched throat or growling stomach, but because it's a full moon outside. It's been more than a goddamn day and it
