NATALIA
I stare at the raging body of water before me, its surface reflecting the sun that warmed my pale skin. I don't know how long it has been since that night. I don't even know if I am still alive. I bite my lower lip as memories came back full force and opened an unforgiving reminder in my head. I pressed my legs down further on the rocky cliff edge and held on to it as tightly as I could- shaking the memories off and pondering whether I should do it again or not.
The wind blew slightly stronger as the waves crashed through the rocks sprinkling me with ocean spray. I felt my wolf push me to do it again. It's like she knows we have to be somewhere. What am I scared of anyway? The deep blue that seemed to have no end? The jagged rocks that lined the shore? Those were trivial and fami
