Aria
The ride to the pack shifters realm is oddly calming, and quiet.
No one says a word to me, not even Piper who's not taken her eyes off me since we started moving.
The barrow-like truck I'm inside jiggles a few times, and when it does, my body is aggressively thrown to the side.
During these times, Piper's face darkens with a small smile, and her mood gets lighter.
She's clearly glad to see me suffering.
I want to glare at her, but the force keeping me sane has decided to force a serene and calm look on my face.
I can feel the flickering movement inside me, as the truck moves.
It trails from my finger tips, and doesn't stop till I can feel it wrap around my slim neck, and flicker all the way to my nose.
The tickling sensation nearly forces a giggle out of me, but I sneeze inst
