The sound of a cart passing by roused Kaliyah from her sleep and she opened her eyes. She was nestled under a large tree, her hands wrapped around her body.
She sat up, stretching her aching limbs. Her back still burned form the whipping she received, but the pain was her motivation.
After leaving the cottage the previous night, she hadn't stopped walking until she was hundreds of miles away from GreyOak Pack. It was during the early hours of the morning that she decided to take a rest, and she slept off.
Now that she was awake, her stomach rumbled with hunger. She needed to find something to eat.
She rose to her feet, brushing off the dirt and dried twigs from her hair and dress. She could hear the distant bustle of a town not too far away. If she was lucky enough, she would find
