Jack
“Now?” I yell out loud to my wolf.
“Now, what?” Isaac walks up behind me.
‘Give me control, and we’ll be home in no time,’ Ajax says.
“Priscilla is in labor,” I say and take off running. I give Ajax control, and we shift, shredding my clothes all over the snow. I hear paws running up to us, and Isaac’s wolf is beside us. Ajax nips at Torin. The other wolf yips, and they pick up speed.
The cold is barely felt through our thick coats. Ajax breathes steadily as he runs. The wind is picking up and making it harder and harder to see.
‘Are we going the right way?’ I ask my wolf.
‘I know my way home,’ Ajax grumbles.
Though covered in snow, the landscape becomes familiar, and soon, we pass Ricky’s bar.
I can sense Priscilla’s distress. ‘I’m coming, Priscilla,’ I mind link her.
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