I have been running for the last couple of days. I didn’t know where my wolf was taking me, but soon I started to find the roads pretty familiar.
At least they were three years ago.
I shifted on the back porch, making sure no one could see me in my wolf form. It’d be a better explanation why I’ve been running around naked instead of explaining to the world that werewolves exist. I’m not sure how that really works with humans, but Krystal mentioned to me once that there are important humans aware of the werewolves’ existence.
I had to break the back door’s lock in order to go inside. Everything looked exactly the same as when we left the last time.
The old kitchen still had the same dishes and appliances as the last time I was there.
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I’m not sure how
