Selina's POV
I dashed through the dense, unfamiliar forest. A territory strange to me.
My keen sense of smell helped me navigate the way to my destination.
The evening sun bled its last light across the canopy, surrendering to the pale moon ascending in the twilight. And the air in the woods cooled down.
It had been so long since I had experienced this pure, unchained freedom, racing between the towering pines.
I could smell the crisp, cleansing breath of pine.
My ears caught the faint babble of a creek somewhere in the woods.
In that moment, with the wind in my fur and the earth drumming beneath my claws, I remembered what it was to be truly, utterly free as a werewolf.
Slowly, I could smell herbs, lots of herbs. So, I know I was close.
I hid behind one of those giant pines, sh
