~ELOWEN'S POV~
My hand trembled slightly as I pulled the scarf tighter around my neck, preparing for my escape.
I glanced at the small glass of liquid sitting on the nightstand. Sylion had given it to me earlier and said it would mask my scent, keep me hidden, and protect me from hunters.
My fingers hovered over it for a long moment, having a doubt about it. Could I trust Sylion? No. I couldn't because I had learned better that every hand stretched out to save me, eventually turned into a chain.
I lifted the glass and swallowed the bitter liquid in one gulp. The taste spread across my tongue, very sharp, making me gag slightly. My stomach turned, but I forced it down.
My pup… I pressed my palm against my belly, eyes hardening. For you, I will run, and survive.
I pulled on a thicker
