Two Truths and a Lie

I was running for my life. I was running for his life. I was running for all of them. 

My bones ached but I continued to push my injured body to its limit. Finally the familiar sound of bones cracking and my painful cries, I knew I would soon hit the ground running. Only this time on all fours. Just like every other dream, my body became a weapon, something otherwordly. My ankle started to heal. I felt the swelling go down and my fracture heal itself. I howelled in excitement at the moon that was high over the tree line of the forest. 

I knew where to go but didn't know if I'd be blessed with a vision of my mate. I could hear the voices replaying as they did each time, bantering back and forth while a whispy feminine voice told the two children that they were destined to be together.

He had to be here. I sniffed the ground, the air, and every tree I walked by. Max wasn't here. 

An ache grew in my chest deep and dark. I felt the loss of my f