LAYLA

I ran ,my legs going faster than I thought , the wind brushing through my face.

The shrubs and thorns brushed through my legs, bringing out blood but I didn't stop, the sky was without a moon but I didn't stop either.

I kept running my lungs were burning but this was my only chance, my only chance of freedom, to escape from Del Morino.

I had overheard one of the guards saying something about the woods leading to another pack that was the northern border .

if I ran very fast or if a kind of miracle happened and I was able to shift at least, I would...