Amulet was the runt of her litter. As she grew a strange mark appeared on her right eye that once she reached maturity it began to cause complications and finding her mate only accelerated her complications. Now her and her mate Desmond are on the hunt to answer the enigma that is her birthmark. Little do they know following this trail will turn the hunters in the the hunted.

Runt

The pack was on the move. Des and Amy were in the front with the elders. Some of the elder men noticed Amy was supporting Des with her own weight and the offered to take turns helping her alleviate the stress of the trip. Amy shook her head as she thanked their offers. 


"Hehe, Look at my strong beautiful woman." Des chuckled as he winced slightly in pain. 


Amy looked at him a little worried as she gently licked his cheek. She could tell he was trying to walk on his own and there were short bursts where she didn't feel his weight on her so heavily, but those moments were short lived. 


There was a gentle tap on Amy's shoulder as the pack doctor joined them in the front with some herbs in her mouth. Amy outstretched her paw. 


"Make him eat these, it will help numb the pain." She stated as she looked over Amy. 


Chapter 13