RAYA

I ran through the stone corridors with my feet scarcely touching the floor, the frantic sounds of Mary’s breathing in my ear as she ran behind me making me even more breathless.

“This way Miss, to the drawing-room!”  Judith panted, her head which was tucked into her ivory-colored milkmaid hat bobbing like a lizard in front of me as we ran through the corridors out into the open field.

Olivia Burns was convulsing? I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread looming in the back of my mind, as though this were yet another attention-seeking stunt she was pulling, and dammit if it wasn't working. 

There were wolves...