Jackson stretched out his arms, there were no signs of any bruises anymore, and all the pain and aches had gone. He had been with Grayson a couple of days now, and knew he should be heading back home, but that was easier said than done.
Grayson had offered to try and contact his pack, but Jackson couldn’t shake the feeling he needed to stay there a couple of more days, and he wouldn’t be able to do that if he was expected back home.
He sighed and looked down at the scrolls in front of him. He felt like he was being purely selfish. He knew that his father and his friends would be looking for him, but something kept drawing him back to these scrolls about the Prophecy. There was something important he needed to see. It felt like the Moon Goddess herself was telling him to keep reading.
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