If wolves were not blessed with night vision, Niya would have fallen multiple times by now. Who wears this kind of dress? The moonlight is dim but it is still there to illuminate the path just enough for her eyes to do the rest of the work. She struggles to keep up the pace with Chase, thanks to her small legs which are taking smaller steps now due to the dress.

　　“Where are we going?” She calls him from behind. “Can you just slow down a little bit? I am stuck in this ...