Chapter 39

Winter POV

It’s been a few weeks now and both Sabriel and I are growing weary of being outdoors all the time and

continually looking over our shoulders. Not to mention avoiding packs and traveling solo.

Please, let’s go to the next territory, even if it’s just to eat and rest. I’m tired of sleeping outdoors.

You’re a wolf, Sabriel, all wolves do is sleep outside for heaven’s sake.

Just because I’m a wolf doesn’t mean/can’t appreciate a soft mattress once in a while.

You’re so spoiled.

I’m a princess Winter and princesses deserve to be pampered.

I’ll think about it.

The more I think about it, the more tempting it becomes. The pack’s not that far and to be honest, it would be

nice to eat something different for a change instead of hunting my food down. Then I feel Sabriel in the back of my mind, tentatively sniffing. My blood runs cold. I can smell the scent of rotten meat and eggs and there’s only one

thing that I can think of that makes that kind of smell. Rogues, several of them approaching. That’s worse than just

rogue. I’m extremely

you, you should have killed that rogue back

it alone, Sabriel, besides there’s more than one coming towards

no chance against them.

going to the nearby pack after all then, we

kind of want to live, you

me. Thank god, I’m already in wolf form, because several rogues step

and circle me, snarling, their red eyes glowing brightly

them and they all look mangy and thin, as though they are starving. Their jaws are pulled back

at the mouth. One leaps at me and I roll, neatly avoiding them,

run.

piercing my back leg and let out a howl at the pain, shaking them off as I continue to run. I’m small and agile, but they are easily able to keep up with me and it’s going to be a battle to get to the pack in one

Duck

a rogue goes flying overhead. It turns and I stop in my tracks as

are catching up. He tackles me to the ground

in a desperate attempt to get free. God, the pain is excruciating and I finally threw him off me. Sabriel is impressed despite

pack is really close girl. You need to haul your ass before we

I’m trying to do,

doing a very good job

doing the best I can. Are you Winter? Are you really?   over him or maybe it’s her. I’m not entirely sure and I’m not about to look at their private parts to find

ass depends

I jump, several wolves from that side growling, launching themselves at the rogues and, thankfully, leaving my sorry ass behind. I watch wide-eyed as the fight turns into chaos, wolves everywhere, springing and jumping, clawing and biting. It’s a bloodbath. I feel sorry

extremely hungry.

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