45: Boundless

Logan

I hear the thunderous sound of hundreds of paws scratching at the floor, which shudders beneath my feet. They heard me. They actually heard me!

When I saw Anyra’s eyes plead for help, knowing I was her only hope, I did the only thing I could think of. I asked for help.

I had dug deep down into a part of myself I’m certain was not there before.

‘HELP! SHE NEEDS HELP! HELP! HELP!’ I had cried with as much passion as I ...