Liz
Twigs, leaves and rocks pelted my body as we tore through the forest. The sounds of the battle faded with every bound and leap we made. My paws were moving so fast against the earth it felt like we were nearly flying.
Emma kept pace with me while Davis scouted ahead for danger. We moved in unison. Working together in a perfect sense of cohesion. We moved together, we bent, we communicated. I could feel both their anxiety and their anticipation of the potential threat before us.
Were we moving in the right direction? We’re they following us? Was Rowan okay? Had reinforcements made it to him? We had left him all alone to fight off dozens of lethal bloodthirsty vampires. I had abandoned him in a way I never thought I would and the guilt was steadily rising in my stomach, churning with
