*Isla*

What the hell do I think I’m doing?

I can’t answer that question because if I pause to ponder the absurdity, I will turn back immediately.

Who in their right mind sneaks out of the castle after sunset when some crazy woman who has already tried to kill her is on the loose? And I don’t even have a fucking clue where I’m going!

But… I keep running anyway.

Because… at this point… do I even have a choice?

As soon as Poppy left my room, I tossed a few items into a backpack that I knew I could carry on my back in my wolf form. I’m not...