[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
“How long are we going to stay here?”
I was frowning while looking outside the window. It was already dark, and the whole forest was filled with the nocturnal sounds—from soft noises and gentle rustling of branches and leaves to the snarling and screaming of wild beasts in the heart of the pitch-dark woodlands.
“I have to go back and see Devon and Diana, Killian. I can’t stay here any longer and just hide like a coward. If they want me dead, then let them fight me. I can fight back. I am not the weak wolf you used to know before. I know how to protect myself now.” I said to him with a grave look on my face.
Killian was still sitting on the bench and didn’t even leave or move from it, scared that I might run away straight to my enemies. He knew me so well. He knew I would do anything just to get to my kids, even if it meant I had to risk my life just to know they were safe.