Nathan
As I ran toward the castle, a soft breeze brought several unfamiliar scents to my nose, but I had no desire to check it out. I had one specific werewolf on my mind. My younger sister, Grace.
That was until a specific scent made my senses become hyper-aware. I had just reached the side door of the castle, when the most unexpected, yet familiar scent hit me like a brick wall, making me come to a sudden halt.
After glancing around and not seeing anybody, I came to the conclusion that my nose must be playing tricks on me. To be honest, I didn't think I could feel any more hopeless and defeated until that very moment.
With my shoulders slouched, I entered the castle and started making my way to the tower holding Grace. She was all I had left in this world, and I had to find a wa
