Astrid's POV
By midnight, the guard's gruff voices were gone and replaced by chatty, loud lycans. My hands worked quickly to unlock the cell.
The clinking of the keys was drowned by their loud, drunk laughter.
A larger window hung opposite the door. I moved with my tiptoes, jumped to the window, and rolled out to the hard floor.
I heard their steps after I fell. My suppressed scent must've lingered a second too long.
But I was gone before they reached the window. My legs had never moved that fast as I felt the moon's rays against my skin.
The lycans didn't spare time to chase. The symbol on my back burned slightly, and I felt my feet propel me even faster.
“Daughter of the moon."
“I am," I responded to whatever entity it was.
Their howls and shouts grew distant. I continued on
