“Ugh…my head…” My trembling fingers reached up to my forehead. I could barely put any pressure on the taut, throbbing nerve. My fingers were shaky, weak, so was the rest of my body but, I was alive.
And there was a buzz in me that never used to be there…not for over a year at least.
My wolf.
I tried to reach for it again, to feel the warmth of my beast returning but…I was hollow.
Just like before.
What's going on? I shifted, I got it back, did I not?
“Well, well, look who's decided to join us,”
There was the sensation of being moved while I lay down, I heard the sound of hooves trodding softly on dirt, the squeals of a carriage-cart wheel on its last rusted legs.
My blurry eyes opened and I was met the sight of the wide expanse of blue sky and birds flying over me as the or
