To clear my head.
With all the intention of just burning off my anger through a quick run and coming right back to her, I let my wolf take me around the borders. Half way into the run, I felt strange. At first I thought it was guilt for leaving her, but something in the air made me feel uneasy.
I tried to convince myself that June was right beside her house. Nothing would happen. Her father was on his way back. They would find each other,
But no.
Something was definitely wrong. It was an instinct, a feeling, a twisting in my gut and a worry like no other.
And I always trusted my instinct.
I turned back, running as fast as I could to where I left her, but panic was starting to settle, weighing down on my chest, making it hard to breathe.
She’s safe.
She has to be safe.
She has
