Freya collapsed to the cold floor, her wolf form struggling with the sudden weakness that had trapped and kept her bound.
She trembled, trying to fight off the strange feeling that brewed within her. For minutes, she had been running and trying to shake off the dizziness, but now that she’d fallen right there— Freya realized it was a mistake.
As her vision began to blur, she caught sight of figures running through the shadows, and the heavy snarls that seemed to frighten her.
Panic began to set in as her mind flashed with several negative thoughts. And the fact that she was all alone in that bush path with nobody aware of her whereabouts.
She forced herself up, trying to keep her composure while staring around her surroundings.
The noises became clearer.
Heavy snarls. R
