Chapter 138

Six months later.

My snout was raised high in the air as I sniffed the warmth of spring, letting the sprouting grass calm my nerves.

Nyx chased some butterflies, earning bursts of laughter from me.

I ran for another few minutes before tracing my way back to the backyard of the cottage. I shifted to my human form and wore my neatly folded clothes I had kept on a rock.

It had been a long day teaching the kids in the area fighting skills. That was what I used as a past time and that was the sole reason I wasn't eaten up by depression yet.

The wind blew past my short hair which I had dyed brunette for the sake of it.

Six months passed in a blur and the more each day passed, the more I realized that there was nothing more false than the saying “time heals all wounds”.

I scoffed at the absurdity of it but shoved back the bitter feeling that was creeping into my mind as I stepped into the house.

The feeling I've never been able to ignore no matter how much I told myself I was past it all.

Si