Keisha's POV

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My frenzied sprint finally came to a halt.

Up ahead was a large oak tree with a rather vast canopy. Jenna and I usually rested here whenever we raced in our wolf forms in the woods.

I was right to come to this place; I could see her right shoulder and her loose grey gown fluttering along with the wind. My friend was seated at the foot of the tree, her back reclining against the trunk

I was relieved to see her. Exhaling a deep sigh, I made my way to her front, only to be ...