FREYA
“Close your eyes,” he asks me and I look at him in surprise. He gives me a reassuring smile and I gulp, obeying. “Just remember that we are on a cliff. Don’t run. Although if you do – I will catch you.”
Was that a threat or reassurance right now?
Now with my eyes shut all my other senses are heightened. I wait patiently but nothing happens. Is he a werewolf? I guess so… He said that he is a shape-shifter. His beast might be a wolf. Or a bear… or just a monster… I am liking it less and less by the minute!
All my body tenses when I feel the strong wind blowing into my face.
“Desmond?” I call him but no reply, “Des?”
I hear a few strange sounds but I can’t understand what that is. It sounds like…breathing. But not a normal one… And when it suddenly gets much hotter, I open my ey
