ALEC.
The trees warp past as I run with everything in me. I reserve my wolf's strength, running in my human form even though it's a bit slower than my wolf. Just as the last branch unzips for me, the smell of the Etchera hits me squarely.
I groan, rage pulsing through me as my pace picks up. These damn things took away the one person that truly cared about me.
The air is polluted with their stench as they snarl and rush toward the few warriors that litter the field. I leap into the air, twist and transform into my wolf before pouncing on one. I sink my teeth into its exposed neck, yanking what remains after my deep chow.
The smell of these things brings back the painful memory of all those years ago. I can feel the air shift, the cold wrapping around me as I remember the hurt I had fel
