Nico's p.o.v
I place Turkey and all of my clothes in my backpack and shift and grab it with my mouth and begin running towards the Wilder pack. I have all of these thoughts running through my mind. Will they like me? Will I like them? Are they like the man who left me? The one who wanted nothing to do with me, besides hurting me and my mother and family. Why haven't they looked for me until now? I am running when I smell this intoxicating scent. I am almost drooling because it smells like a bakery out here. Cinnamon buns, donuts, cookies. All of my favorite things. It is the same direction I am going, so I follow the scent. I come to a halt when I find a woman's body lying on the floor. I move it with my paw, but I smell blood and death. I quickly shift and the smell is faint, but coming
