Day Three
Twenty-Four: Clay
We have been walking for three days now. We all kept Tabby on the horse and Lyra in-between Andre who was leading and I was bring up the back. I have kept my distance from Lyra since that first night. I had gotten so horny and I could feel my beast trying to break out and claim his mate. Is scared me. I don’t know what my beast is. I only know my adoptive mother always called me dark. To keep myself relaxed at all times. That my anger will bring him out and everyone including other shifters will kill me on the spot. To keep him hidden until the right time. That I would know when it is the right time. She was always so cryptic when telling me about the visions she had seen.
I realize I’m staring at Lyra’s legs. The back of her legs seems to be sore and puffy.
