Emerson’s POV
Three days! For three very long, pain-filled days, Ruby and I laid on the cold, hard forest ground, unable to move much. I was dirty, hungry, thirsty and yearned for a decent nights sleep where I could move without fear of tightening the snare more. I had tried shifting into my human form the first day, hoping that it would be enough force to break me free, but instead, it cut deeper into my ankle until I bled, and even when I was back in wolf form, I continued to bleed. I prayed every day when I woke up, prayed for whatever hunter had left this trap to come back and put me out of my misery. Thank god for Ruby’s company, or I think I would have gone stir-crazy by now.
Ruby’s ears perked up at the sound of thumping paws coming towards me at great speed. Great, so instead of
