The wind shifted again for the umpteenth time making me roll my eyes in annoyance and frustration.

And just then…

I caught a blur of movement from the corner of my eye and turned around just in time to see Dante tearing through the woods like a possessed beast.

No, correction.

A Lycán possessed.

I mean he acted possessed so I’m not far from the point.

I blinked and stood up straighter on the mossy and muddy ground. I’d been standing breathless after running helter skelter trying to ...