The wind howled past my ears as Magnus's strides carried us deeper into the vast forest. Despite the cold night, warmth radiated from Magnus beneath me. I pressed my nose against his soft fur, inhaling his familiar scent.
I was exhausted, feeling it in my muscles and bones. I hadn't recovered yet from nearly drowning in the lake. Still, I refused to close my eyes. Not now. Not when we were finally heading back to the place I had once called home.
The Moonlit Pack.
My heart pounded at the thought. Will they still welcome me? I asked myself. Will Xavier and Damien still...
No. I shook the thought away. It was too soon to wonder, too soon to assume anything. For now, all I could do was hold on tight and trust Magnus.
I just can't trust myself anymore... I told myself.
"Are you okay, Little Wolf?" Magnus asked suddenly.
I nodded right away, reassuring him. "I am..."
