Peyton's Point of View
Of all the dumb things I'd done in my lifetime so far, going off in the middle of the day for a run whilst blocking was arguably one of the stupidest.
I knew why I had done it. Dice was hurting, I was hurting, and the bike wasn't giving us the speed that we both craved. At the earliest opportunity I could find, I took the bike down a single dirt track, phased into my wolf and ran like a bat out of hell. I might not have been able to out run my problems, but I was going to give it a damn good go.
Running as Dice was usually an exhilarating experience, but with everything going on with Amelia, it couldn't quite pull me away from reality like it usually did. It was better for the state of my mental health though, because Dice was furious with the way things were
