Madison POV
When I dived into a pile of snow at the side of a bush, it was to avoid the mercenaries coming fast down that trail. They ran past me, not one glancing in my direction. I had not expected any to, when in my wolf form I was almost invisible to most, I watched them pass me by, and I got the idea in my head, to go over to the bridge and see if more were coming, or if this third wave was the last. When the men stopped running past, I rushed out of the snow pile and raced towards the bridge. I stayed out of sight, running alongside, but to the left of the trail, making good time, my wolf bounded along on the snow-covered ground, enjoying her freedom to run, and as Betsy ran, I did not see any more men headed towards our home. I hunkered down and watched the bridge for a while, as i
