~Luke’s Point of View~
When I blink we’re in the parking lot of the bar. I’ve never been inside, though I’ve scouted it heavily.
“Harlow,” I scream, and immediately begin to dash around looking for her.
I find Anna, quite literally with her wrist handcuffed to my sunflower. Harlow is dressed like a giant ladybug, and she looks silly. But still beautiful as ever. She was supposed to be taking pups around the pack for candy or something. I still don’t fully understand “trick or treat” though she tried to explain it.
“Are you all right,” I scream, a bit too harshly as I reach for her face. Tears stain her cheeks as she sobs, then falls onto my chest.
“They’re all just liars! I hate them all! They think I’m weak but I’ll show them I can fight,” she shouts, as she breaks into a full ugl
