CHAPTER 112

The woman in the cave

Pov: Winston

I didn't remember it being so hard to her little hideout, a cave that was really just a large hole carved into the side of the mountain. Tremendously high from the ground.

I hide climbed into Maya's cave for sport all the time when I was a kid. It was literally the only thing I was good at when i was still a pup. The only thing besides fucking shit up, that I was completely good at.

Maya was never kind to me. But she wasn't cruel either.

She was a hybrid, half wolf, half witch and she had retreated to these parts after the discrimination and stigma became too high among the women in the camp during her time.

She wasn't kind, she wasn't cruel. She was only just bitter.

My mother used to pay her a visit three times a week, bringing camp gossips her way and delectable foods every once in a while. And I used to tag along too.

After my mother fell ill from an unnamed illness, I started paying her these visits on my own. She made me sit by the fire and o