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Once more staring at the inside of a cloth sack, I put one foot in front of the other as the leash tugged me forward. "Don't the humans understand the risks of being bitten by one of us?" My voice came out amazingly normal, seeing as my insides churned like they were twisting to get away.
"They know there are risks," Catherine answered from in front of me.
"Do they know they can die? It's rare for someone to survive—you know that, right?"
"I am aware."
"But are they?" She tugged me to the left, around a corner, judging by the angle. When she didn't answer, I asked, "What the hell are they even hoping to achieve from it, anyway?"
Sure, the whole being wolf side of things came with its benefits, but aside from the hunt and being stronger, we mostly lived hidden amongst humans—like h
