I listen, my body trembling with every growl and howl in the distance.
Selene, I am scared. Protect my mate. I pray silently, rubbing my arms. I am so terrified I can't even tell if I am trembling because of the cold or because of fear.
My eyes shift to Mom, who stands guard closest to the passage we used.
“Angela, my dear, come and sit. Everything will be alright. You need to take care of your body and your emotions,” Nanny Ruth says, and I force a small, nervous smile.
She always says everything will be alright, yet things keep getting worse.
She guides me into the clearing and makes me sit on a fallen log. I don't know where she finds a cloak, but she drapes it around my shoulders protectively.
I look at her with gratitude.
Time passes; each second feels like torture. I hear Cass
