The brown wolf POV
A couple of days ago…
Finally, I could roam freely again. Geoffrey brought some new wolves in, ones to keep me strong. I always liked the hunt. Letting them think they got out, having them think they are safe. Not knowing death was only seconds away.
I was quick with every kill. Filling myself with their blood, with their essence. With every kill, I was getting stronger. I’m not there yet, my long slumber took a toll on me. I still have a long way to go. But when the time comes, I would get what was supposed to be mine all along.
My wolf, Lucius, started to get restless after our last kill. He smelled something familiar.
“She’s here,” he said with a purr. “She wants us.”
He pushed me aside and regained control, rushing to get us to the waterfall, deep in the f
