His Breath of Fire

Chapter Thirty-Four

~Easton~

    I don’t know how long I ran for, but somehow I ended on a cliff overlooking the pack grounds and the human city.  Any other day I would have sat and admired the view, taken time to appreciate the beauty that surrounded me but this was not one of those times.  I shifted back into my human form and screamed, letting out more of my grief, more of my pain, my tears.  I screamed until my throat was raw—again—and only then did I slouch over, knotting my fingers through the itchy grass below me.

    I didn’t care that I was naked, didn’t care that someone could walk up to me and see me in this fragile state.  My thoughts were spinning and in turmoil, zooming around like bees in a nest as I tried to figure out what was going on.

    How could the Moon Goddess think I'd want a secon