Chapter 8Leah was running, but she wasn’t sure why.
Sunlight filtered through trees and thick briars, the thorns occasionally tugging at her fur. There was something a bit dull to it all, though. Almost as if clouds had rolled in to darken the sky, but the sense of foreboding she felt in her stomach wasn’t a fear of rain.
Where was her pack?
Where was her alpha?
Why was she alone again?
She sang for them, long and loud, but none answered.
Her only choice was to run on, to find what was lost and hope it would bring her back to them.
There was a rustle of wind through the trees, and with the chill she could almost hear a voice whispering in her ear.
Deep within the warren’s stranglehold.
Seek his call with eyes of gold…
The air grew colder around her, and the dream faded as Leah re
