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It took seconds for my wolf to get up the stairs and out of the packhouse. I could hear all the cheers from the pack but all I was focused on was this feeling of adrenaline and power. I’ve seen plenty of wolves come up those stairs and it wasn’t until right now that I finally understood the need to run. My wolf didn’t hesitate to break into a run and in a matter of seconds, we were moving through the woods at a speed that almost made things too blurry to see. It felt as though my heart was pounding in my ears as we ran. My wolf didn’t slow down, but the more I focused, the more I could see, and it was such an experience. The strength I suddenly had to jump over a fallen, rotten tree was incredible and the wind that glided through my hair felt amazing. All my senses were on high a
