Eleanor
The impact shook me to my bones.
Kane had said it was just us pickers in the maze, so I knew for a fact that I wasn't dealing with a schoolmate.
I screamed as teeth dug into my shoulders, drawing flesh and blood.
I pushed, not feeling any fur, but slimy smooth skin.
What the hell was I dealing with?
A rhinoceros?
I pushed myself up, stepping backwards, but was not prepared as something huge slammed into my stomach from the sides.
My wolf howled in pain.
I felt blood trickle down my fur.
The wound from earlier had not yet healed, and the impact had torn it open the more.
Instead of charging forward again, I moved backwards, till I got to the end of the maze, and crouched.
Since I could not see it, I had to continue relying on instincts, using the technics Carden taught,
