Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Five

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY FIVE

I wake up in a gloomy place which makes me frown.

It’s dark and damp and I sit up, trying to get my eyes adjust to what is before me.

A forest of some sort.

I get to my feet and take a few steps forward before realizing that I am alone. My wolf isn’t here with me.

It’s an unsettling feeling.

Wetting my dry mouth, I call out, “Damien?”

Nothing.

I really don’t like the look of this forest for some reason. It’s creepy.

“Damien!” I shout out now. “Are you here?”

I hear a giggling sound and I freeze in fear.

Oh, God! Don’t let his Arush be some horror movie scene! I can’t handle psycho knife waving freaks!

Another giggle and then a head pops up from a bush.

It’s a child. A child with dark curls and amber eyes, “Hi!”

He really seems like he’s in the wrong place.

“Are you – Are you lost, kid?” I ask, weakly. “Maybe you’re supposed to be in someone else’s Arush.”

He grins, “Who’re you?”