My wolf was back.
At least, I thought it was. The pressure in my chest built and grew until I was sure something was about to explode, something dangerous.
Come on, come on. Do your thing!
I dragged my feet, more frantic the closer we came to the dungeon. This was my only shot at getting away before they locked me up again. I wasn't sure how a phantom wolf could unlock shackles once I was bound in them again.
It was there. So close, I could feel it. So why wasn't it coming out? What did I have to do? What was the final step?
"Come on!" I grunted out of desperation.
"Talking to yourself?" The guard gripping my right arm squeezed tighter and yanked me a little closer.
"She might as well. She doesn't have any other friends around here." The other guard jostled me and laughed whe
