Judy’s POV
When I returned to the camp, Tabby was the one who greeted me first.
“Are you okay?” She asked, rushing toward me.
I wasn’t sure what to say. I was fine now, though I was a bit sore from the fight, all the wounds I had from it were completely healed.
I touched my neck, frowning at the memory. Everything that happened felt like a dream.
The canines had sunk into my neck and the blade was digging into my flesh as well, but both wounds were completely healed, not even a scratch lingering in place.
“Yeah,” I breathed. “I think so…”
“I’m so sorry!” Allan, one of my teammates said as he rushed over to me. “I didn’t know what else to do. I’m so sorry I ran and left you there!”
“It’s okay. At least you got the flag,” I said, motioning for the second flag that Sherrie had
