Nara
"Nara!" a low, dangerous voice calls out, and jump. I back away towards the edge. It's Kian, and even though I can't see him clearly, I can feel his anger, his fury. He emerges atop the mountain, and he doesn't look happy at all. His eyes are red, and his fists are clenched. Behind him stand his friends. Max, Davon, and Doty.
They don't look impressed with me either.
"Why did you run away?" Kian asks, tone still hard, but I can hear the hurt in it.
"I don't want to stay in this pack anymore. Please let me go," I beg, tears gathering in my eyes.
He looks defeated. "Let's go home," he insists, but I shake my head. No, that packhouse is not my home.
Kian lets out a heavy sigh as he steps closer to me. I instinctively retreat, taking a step back, but my foot catches on a loose stone
