DAMIEN.

My paws slam against the ground, going full speed like there is no tomorrow. I'm gasping for air and my heart is racing like it is in a sprint of its own.

Everything is a crazy mix of green and brown as the trees fly by, a wild blur that doesn't make any sense. I'm just hauling it, not really taking in anything, caught up in this whirlwind of pure gut feeling, not seeing anything.

Only her.

“...why do you even care?... It's not like you are happy with me being here…”

How could she ask that?

I am her mate.

Why wouldn't I care?”

“Maybe you could start...