Aria
It was blood. The liquid splattered all over me was bright red blood. My eyes widened in fear and shock. Was that my blood? I examined my body. I didn't seem to have any new injuries. Where did this blood come from? I quickly discovered that the wolf on top of me had gone completely still.
“You're welcome.” Mason rasped from behind the wolf, holding a bloodied sword. He had gutted the wolf from behind. I let out a relieved sigh, taking in Mason's appearance.
“You look like shit.” I said, pushing the dead wolf off me. Mason's clothes were filthy and torn, and he had cuts and bruises all over his body, which were beginning to heal.
“Thanks. You look even shittier,” He said, taking in the messy state of my dress, hair, and face. I would have laughed or smiled if I wasn't so exhauste
