His fur is so soft, and, in spite of my fear, I feel such exhilaration!
The wind is blowing in my hair and I feel so free, like I’m in a movie where the protagonist is running away with her werewolf boyfriend so they can be together…forever.
Except in reality, I’m running away from another werewolf… a dangerous one … and I’m on my werewolf boyfriend’s back … to some werewolf camp I didn’t know existed.
Not super romantic after all.
Then there’s the reality that some random, dangerous werewolf could spring up at any moment.
Not super reassuring.
It isn’t long before the speed of Alex’s athleticism overtakes Rita, and he is leading us through the forest like a bullet train in an action movie.
Only, the allure has worn off, and now I’m just cold, tired, and frightened.
My eyes start
