Chapter 15: new friends

Her feet crushed the branches and twigs beneath them, her hands pushing away all in her path. She had a mission, a mission to seek what disturbed her dreamless nap. She was fast asleep when she perceived it, fast asleep when her wolf felt it. Someone was in their special spot.

It was late into the night, far into midnight. The moon was full and wide, almost as if angry about something and decided to show that thing who is bigger and brighter. Her feet pushed her forward, her wolf growled at the thought of them finding her special place and ruining it for them. That was the only place they had left, the last piece of their sanity. That place encouraged them after their mother's death. They couldn't risk anyone finding and taking a liking to it. She already knew what she would do when she got there. It involved blood.

The sweet scent of sweet peas and rock rose, and a hint of rosemary, with a slight—barely noticeable—smell of hawthorn, guided her path. She didn't need to follow the sce