Willow looked desperately around for Garin but couldn’t find him anywhere. She didn’t think that he had marched with his family, but who knew. She hadn’t counted, instead getting out of there as quickly as she could have.
A howl sounded. She knew it was Lyall. She looked overhead at the full moon. He would be unstable tonight. He shouldn’t be so close to town. He could shift at any time, hurting an innocent bystander. He knew better and yet…here he was. Flaunting their laws.
The Red Hoods had made their message clear. She knew that they could hear the howls as well. They would be on guard tonight, possibly even actively hunting. How did everything become such a giant mess? She was frustrated with the entire situation and angry. Angry at them. At Lyall. At herself. At the stupid laws of her kind.