FREYA
I could taste blood in my mouth...thick and bitter. It wasn’t all mine, but enough of it was.
The forest spun in fragments... flashes of fur, snarls, claws tearing through the underbrush. I could barely hear my own heartbeat over the chaos. My wolf was fighting with everything she had, but there were too many of them.
I couldn’t tell how many they were anymore. They moved as a unit...practiced and cruel...closing me off from every possible escape.
I lunged at the nearest one. My claws raked across his muzzle, tearing through flesh, and he yelped before snapping back, his teeth sinking into my shoulder. Pain shot through me...hot and blinding. I snarled, twisting hard enough to break free, but the damage was done; my leg buckled beneath me.
They circled again.
Every instinct scr
