Laura
My heart is racing, but I'm trying to remain calm.
I thread lightly over fallen tree branches, stopping every few seconds to look and listen for any humans camping out here.
Luckily, I'm only met with the sun dancing through the canopies far above me and the sound of birdsong.
Still, I have to keep up my guard.
The Rivermoon pack might own these woods. Yet humans tend to get curious enough to enter other people's lands.
Humans can't smell and tell which territory belongs to which werewolf pack, and neither do they know about us werewolves existing. So it's not like I can blame them for coming here. But it would be tragic if Caleb ended up killing someone innocent.
"Caleb?!" I shout, circling my mouth with my hands. "Caleb? Are you here somewhere?"
I hear rustling from a b
