As Leonidas’ wolf bounded further into the fields, the city began to melt away in the distance behind them. Brooke breathed a sigh of relief as the city – and the chase that had ensued back there – disappeared.
The wolf slowed his pace to a stop, leaning down to let Brooke slide off his back. She turned her back to him, giving him privacy as he transformed back into his human form.
“Do you have another toga in there?” he asked from behind.
“I think so,” she replied, dropping her bag to the ground and kneeling beside it. She sifted through the contents and found a deep blue fabric peeking out from the bottom. Tugging it out, she tossed it back behind her.
“Don’t ruin this one,” she warned. “I don’t have any more outfits in here. We’ll have to buy some in the next town.”
“Fine,” he
