Albert
The forest felt different tonight. Not that I had been in the forest at night and alone willingly.
The air was colder, sharper, cutting into my lungs like shards of ice every time I drew in a breath. My legs burned from running, but I couldn’t stop. Not now. Not when I could still hear them, soft, barely-there footsteps in the distance, but heavy enough for my wolf to recognize.
Emon and Edward.
The thought of their names together was enough to make my chest tighten. I didn’t know if they were working together or chasing me for different reasons, but it didn’t matter. They both wanted me back. And I… I wasn’t ready to be found.
I wasn't ready to go with any of them. I was done.
A sharp c***k behind me, someone stepping on a twig, snapped my attention over my shoulder. My hear
