“Jax!” Meghan screamed across the yard.  As we turned towards her, Jax shook his head. “I can’t hear my pack,” he said, sounding hurt.  “Do you think it was the memory?” I asked him.  “Jax! They’re here!” Meghan screamed again. She was running towards us and I finally noticed the blood on her clothes.   Jax caught up to her “I can’t hear the pack, you have to communicate to them Meghan. You know the plan! Go!” She took off back towards the front of the house, stripping off her clothes. I saw a glimpse of white fur before it disappeared.  “What is going on?” I said, following after Jax. He had started to follow Meghan  before I spoke. He turned around and grabbed onto my arms tightly.

The sun peeping through the blinds or the feeling of  presence in the room woke me from my deep slumber. I glanced at Damien sitting on the edge of the bed, and groaned, throwing a pillow over my head.  “We have to  start moving. I’m sure they’re tracking you… and the trail of blood you left behind.”  My stomach clenched at the scene I had left behind.  “I killed someone…” I said softly on the mattress.  Damine grabbed my ankles pulling me off the bed and onto my feet, turning my head to face him.  “You protected yourself. Don’t ever think otherwise” he said as I pushed away from him.  “Stop, Damien. I’m serious.” I told him, making su

Damien didn’t follow me into the cottage and I didn’t see Autumn either. There sat a small bowl and cup  on a wooden table, it looked like a tree had simply fallen over and they chopped it in half. Without waiting for invitation, I sat down and scarfed the food down as I was a wolf animal. To my surprise, it filled up again as soon as I put the empty bowl down. I stared at it, a bit uneasy to get magical food. The hunger for the better of me as I eat the second helping without any more hesitation. “You wolves and your appetite. It is always astonishing.” Autumn said, shaking her head. The cottage was dark behind her, only the kitchen was lit. She mistook my looking as she continued, ” he’s not here.” “I don’t care.” I replied sharply.

That’s how it continued for the last few days. We walk towards the town, we stop and we practice. Never venturing further than the edge of it, no one seemed to ever look our way either.  My shield started to get better a bit everyday. Damien said it was starting to take a good majority of his strength to tackle me down. But I still landed on my ass either way.  Autumn left this morning before I had gotten up and I walked into her yard to find Damien waiting for me.  “Are we still going to town?” I asked him, looking around to see if Autumn had returned.  “No. We’re going to practice here today.” He replied, flashing me a lazy smile.  “Why? She seemed pretty adamant to not do it near her home. “&n

I knew when we were close to the packhouse as I felt the shift in the air. Glancing out the window, I could see the shimmering that reached miles into the sky. “That’s a lot of security,” I stated. It reminded me of the wards around Autumn’s village.  Jax snorted. “Yeah a lot of wolves don't really like to leave the packhouse. There’s only so many jobs that need to be done,so purebloods patrol the border.” “I-” I went to tell him about the magical shields that were around the property but stopped myself. Does Jax know? I had sensed his tension around magic beforehand. Maybe he didn't know and that wasn't something I wanted to reveal. As we passed through it, I shuddered. The magic clung around  me, daring me to absorb it. It was unlike anything I had felt while training. This was powerful, it was alluri