Running Away

LAYLA

I ran my legs going faster than I thought, the wind brushing through my face.

The shrubs and thorns brushed through my legs, bringing out blood but I didn't stop, the sky was without a moon but I didn't stop either.

I kept running and my lungs were burning but this was my only chance, my only chance of freedom, to escape from Del Morino.

I had overheard one of the guards saying something about the woods leading to another pack that was the northern border .

if I ran ...