Ashlyn
I must have passed out after killing the witch and her minions. A hand awoke me, hitting my cheek. And a voice whispering hit my ears.
“My Queen, you need to wake up.” He’s voice was an urgent whisper. I quickly blinked, my eyes opened, and moved away from the stranger. My body was achy and sore, but I managed to roll onto my back. I sat up, moving away from the kneeling stranger in front of me.
“My Queen, I will not hurt you.” He raised his hands up. It was hard to tell what he was because I didn’t have Tundra’s sense of smell. I think he was maybe a wolf. He was sure built like one. He was extremely muscular. The man had a beard and salt and pepper hair. He was staring at me with deep blue eyes that looked familiar, but I couldn’t place them.
“I don’t understand. What happened
