I leaped over the brown wolf and landed on my feet. The wind brushed past me and pulled my fur back from my face. An angry howl echoed from behind me. They were still after me. I ran harder. Wait! I don't know where the pack borders are. My wolf was waiting for an answer. "We can't just run blindly. We have to know where the border ends so we don't end up in rogue territory.
We'll know when we reach the border. The bond will stop us. I forgot that she had essentially abandoned me when I was younger and locked herself in a bubble where I couldn't reach her.
''We're not bonded to the pack,'' I reminded her. Our feet stopped. Our. That was strange to say. What do you mean? She was confused. I don't know why. We're basically just slaves. I thought she would have realized that. I answered bac
