#Chapter13

Gemma

I shift into Blizzard before they catch up to me from behind. The cold air tickles my nose and I welcome the unknown scents I have encountered since I shifted the first time. There is one scent that I don’t recognize and it is drawing me to it. The scent comes in with the coldest part of the air. It is crisp like it too, but it is also having a familiar odor of water and pine. The longer I run, the stronger the smell becomes. I come to an incline and I begin to climb the side of a mountain, and I don’t stop until I reach...