Anabella
The journey to my mate's pack began almost immediately. Some of Davis' men carried Aunt Martha on a wide rectangle board that was placed on their shoulders. Davis and I stayed in the forefront and led everyone while they stayed quiet and alert.
The journey back to the pack was going to take two hours without stopping so we tried to walk as fast as we could. We faced feral wolves along the way and after King Davis had torn a couple, they seemed to get the memo to stay away from our group.
I kept checking on Aunt Martha but she was still in a peaceful slumber, her breathing had improved over time and the glow on her skin has returned. I was relieved to see that she was still alive, I anxiously waited for her to wake up. As for Frank, he had been quiet since the time at the co
