~ Julien's POV ~
All I could feel were the jagged rocks piercing my skin and the dirt sticking to the bloody spots on my body. The rope around my wrists stung a bit, but was nothing compared to the fear I had for my mother who is obviously now in labor and being taken to this rogue werewolf pack along with me. I kept trying to glance up towards where the other man was carrying her; however, the coincidence of being dragged around and flopped like a fish around the ground prevented me from seeing her well enough. I could feel that the cuts were healing relatively quickly since my wolf had already surfaced. The only issue with them healing fast right now was that dirt and tiny rocks were being healed inside the lacerations, likely going to cause some sort of infection in my body if I can't
