You are one of us.
Shit, I didn’t want to do this.
I don’t either, so now would be a great time to figure out how to get out
of this, my wolf said.
I laughed. “I think we’re out of options.”
Well, glad you’re driving this time.
Although that wasn’t exactly a vote of confidence, warmth filled me. I
wasn’t alone.
I bit my lip. I hope Jaxson is okay.
He’s fine. I’d know if he was hurt, my wolf said in my mind.
Would she? Why? There was so much I didn’t understand about
werewolves.
I pushed the nagging thoughts out of my mind and steeled my courage.
Then I stepped into the glen.
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Savannah
I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the dimmed light. Despite what it had
looked like from the outside, it wasn’t pitch black, but rather like the tail end
of dusk.
Unfortunately, the shadows I’d seen snaking out were also inside, moving
across the ground like liquid mercury. They must have sensed me because
they began pooling and drifting in my direction.
Cavra’s words rang in my mind. If the shadows catch you, they’ll drag
you down into the earth, where you will slowly be devoured.
I picked up a broken branch and tossed it into the shadows. It disappeared
when they shifted away.
That was creepy.
A least I was good at seeing in the dark now—a byproduct of my own
shadow magic. It was very easy to differentiate between shadows, and the
shadows.