There were collapsed bodies of vampires scattered all throughout the Canadian woods. We came across countless corpses as we ran, in varying states of decay. In the dense forest, these bodies wouldn’t be touched by the sun’s rays at daybreak, but eventually, they would disintegrate on their own.
My Wolf ran alongside Reid’s, with our warriors following behind us. We leapt over vampire bodies and wove between the trees. Reid’s Wolf was very vocal, the sound of his frequent barks and growls and short howls as gruff and deep as the voice of his human counterpart.
His Wolf’s blue eye had also changed. It was no longer so bright it appeared to glow, the color wasn’t vibrant and shocking with its intensity—now it was flat and glassy, the dull color more gray than blue.
My Wolf remained at R
