As the first howl pierces the night air, I stand in front of the window and look out into the midnight darkness of the woods, picturing human bodies morphing into wolves. Curiosity makes me think of a way to leave the room, despite the padlock and the multiple bolts Dmitri had put in place for my safety.
And I did feel safe, but I also feel like I’m missing out on something.
Andre said I’m part of the pack now. Doesn’t that mean I should be out there?
I sigh, wrapping my arms around myself and shivering from the cold winds. Something slithers in the air, like the breeze itself is trying to whisper a prophecy in my ears. I tug the sweater I’ve thrown on more snuggly around me and step away from the window.
All night; I thought to myself. This will be the longest and probably the lonelie
