Cara fell unconscious over my arms.
Her wolf gradually withered and she turned into her lovely, werewolf girl.
" Cara... "
I dared not wake her up as she looked so tender. I softly touched her cheeks as I whiapered her name but she was still sleeping sound in my arms like a baby girl.
I knew she was knocked out due to exhaustion and I also knew that her transformation might have been triggered by some deep burrowed emotions. I was no werewolf expert, neither did I know her history. But it felt like I knew her forever and it felt like I could feel all her pain.
I carried her back to the witch's den.
" Cara...! "
That crazy witch snatched her away from my arm. " What did you do to her? "
She looked at me like I was the culprit.
It was evident that she did not believe any word
