The last thing I remembered was Albert and Lattie shifting into their wolf forms and meeting Damian mid-air. I don’t even know how I found my way out of the cottage but I did.

“I have to get to the Highlands! I have to get to the Highlands!” I chanted again as I ran towards the dock.

I couldn’t see Damian but my wolf senses told me that he was already behind me. I could almost feel his breath on my back.

As I reached the dock, a boat was just pulling up and the only passenger on it got off through the gangplank. He was a dashing guy that...