ELIANA.

The night was here.

The world was bathed in an eerie, silvery glow as the full moon centered itself in the velvet canvas of the night sky. The wind was in the trees and the forest was quiet as I sauntered through.

As a wolf, my senses were finely attuned to the world around me. My keen sense of smell picked up even the faintest traces of things in the air. To my right, I could scent ash coming from miles away and to my left—my stomach growled with hunger, I could ...