*Freesia*
The cool night air fills my lungs as I sprint through the streets, the familiar paths of the city guiding my frantic steps. My heart hammers against my ribs, a relentless drumbeat urging me onward. I push aside the fear gnawing at me, focusing instead on the singular thought: I need to check on Raylee. I need to know she’s safe.
As I round the corner onto her street, I see it. The silhouette of Torren, now a powerful wolfman, bolting away from me with Raylee cradled gently in his arms. My breath catches in my throat, and I freeze for an instant, the sight igniting a fire in my chest. so that is what he meant… I released him and no he has taken my sister.
“Torren!” I scream, my voice raw with urgency. I dash forward, my feet pounding against the pavement as I chase them down
