Finn
My paws thud over dirt. Wind tousles my fur. Here, in my wolf form, I can almost hide from all the thoughts whirling through my head and lose myself in the simple, animal pleasures.
Those simple, animal pleasures being exactly what f****d me in the first place.
Still, my body hums with energy. Excitement. It screams for me to forget the castle, to turn around and charge after the Tansy Beach contingent. I can chase them all the way to the border before I risk causing an international incident. My legs ache for the stretch, my lungs for the challenge.
I ignore it. It’s nothing more than Haze-hangover to go with the more classic one throbbing in my temples. I have no idea what came over me in the tent. Asking Xander to stay, to face what happened…what the hell did I expect? He’d alr
