It’s been a couple of days since I got away from the packhouse and found myself in a little human town. I didn’t know or recognise anyone but managed to find a place to stay above a shop. In return for my stay, I would help the elderly couple in their cafe. I didn’t mind. I was grateful to be somewhere warm and safe.
Nobody knew anything about me, they thought I was just passing through on my travels and offered me somewhere to stay for a while. I was happy to take them up on the offer while I found my feet and decided on my next move.
I knew Jackson would be so angry at me for leaving but I didn’t care, I couldn’t stay there another second.
They were all better off without me anyway.
Later that same day someone came into the packhouse and I immediately knew they were a werewolf, I
