HAZEL
I’m too slow for Asher. He’s tearing through the rows of dense forest trees, basking in the silvery light of the moon. I make my limbs move faster, widening the distance between each jump.
The harsh wind tears through my face. My eyes water. Asher skids to a stop and we nearly run into each other. At the last second, he tilts downward, hoisting me over his head. I am suspended mid air before I go crashing against a bed of wild shrubs.
I’m back up in an instant, teeth bared in fury.
So this is how he wants to play?
I rush him, canines bared. He side steps, jumping for joy. Next thing I know, he’s slamming his wolf’s head into my side. The impact sends the air out of my lungs. I snarl and bite down on his fur. He howls. Let’s go of me. I take my chance and sink my canines in d
