Ava
I lost control of myself. One moment was in Mark's arms, trying to get away from the strange fog, the next I'm inside a tree hollow, my skin itching all over. I know something bad happened that forced my animal side to take control. I'm not sure what or why, but that's my best bet. I crawl out of my hiding spot to find myself alone. There are signs of unplanned shiftings all over the place. The smaller shifters can just get out of their clothes once they shift, but the bigger ones tear out of it, as is evident from the scraps of fabric all over the place. I can see the marks of bodies being dragged. I sniff around, and catch Mark's scent. He was one of the people dragged away. I wonder if he is okay, and wish I had never left his side.
I start following his scent, and unsurprisingl
