Chapter 35. Surviving the Storm

ASTRID

I ran through the forest, past long pine trees above me.

The moon cast an ethereal glow around me. My bare feet dug into the rain-softened earth, and my heart pounded in my chest as I put as much distance as possible between me and the pack of wolves behind me.

Look behind you! A voice ordered, and I glanced over my shoulders before I could think twice.

I gasped out in shock as I watched the ferocious eyes of the wolves transform into friendly.

They ate up the distance I'd dash and soon ran beside me with effortless grace.

“Things aren't always what they appear at first glance,” the voice said again.

We reached a clearing where a large, magnificent wolf with piercing grey eyes stood.

"Welcome, Astrid," he told me, his gaze locked on mine.

Suddenly, I felt an intense connection, as if our souls were entwining. "You are one of us now; you are home."

“Am…Am I dead?” I