GRACE'S POV

I hum as we come to a stop just outside the cell building. My heart is still racing from the run and my wolf is howling. A thrill runs though us. It has been so long since we were free, we revel in it. Again, I throw my head back and howl in delight.

The night is always more from a wolf's point of view. It is like looking at the world with so much clarity. Every noise is heightened. Every breath seems to last forever. And every sight is so crystal clear it is like looking through a giant magnifying glass. I am exhilarated.

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