ASHER
I ran until my lungs felt like they might burst. The forest blurred around me, trees became shadows, and the moonlight became streaks of silver cutting through the darkness but I couldn't outrun my scent. It poured off me in waves. It was thick, sweet, and unmistakably inviting. Each step I took left a trail that any wolf could follow.
My wolf form was faster than my human body, leaner and built for this but the heat was slowing me down.
Every few minutes, a wave of heat and excruciating pain would crash over me, my legs would wobble, my vision would blur and I'd have to stop and pant, trying to catch my breath while my body screamed for something I couldn't give it.
Behind me, the howls were getting closer.
They were spreading out, searching in patterns. Some had caught my scent trail and were following it.
