Chapter One: RunAs one of the rare human companions for werewolves, there are few things that are expected of her, the forefront of which is an ability to adapt.
The second if her ability to run when trouble comes for her.
She is doing a lot of the second now. She pauses at the edge of the copse of trees that she has been forced to take refuge in. The full moon is half-hidden behind dark clouds, lighting stretches of the forest floor before her like a path for her to run towards. An escape route that is not going to lead her to freedom. She should have known better than to leave the safety of her den on the night of a full moon, but it is necessary.
She is a burden. The pack she had been staying with for the past two months could longer keep her safe. They can't even keep themselves saf
