Chapter 12
Nerina woke to an empty cave. A little dizzy, she sat up and looked around. Memories from the last two nights swirled in Technicolor through her head, and she quickly took stock of her body.
Completely healed.
She hadn’t been dreaming.
It was all real.
Victor.
Their time together.
The fact that he was a Werewolf.
All real.
Where was he now? Had he gone out? Standing, she walked to the mouth of the cave and saw that the storm had passed. Blinding brightness assaulted her eyes. She had to squint in order to focus. Everything was quiet, too quiet. She looked out into the vast whiteness of the forest and saw nothing but snow-covered trees. It was as if the color of the forest had been turned into a blank canvas. There weren’t even tracks. Turning back into the cave, Nerina
