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Chapter 57

Author: REESE
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Chapter Fifty Seven

Jenna's POV

For three days, I journey through the forest, and with my lack of direction, what should have probably taken a day or two ends up taking several days.

Having learnt my lesson from my first attempt at abduction, I avoid lighting fires at night, instead, I shift and, in my wolf form, pass the night on trees.

I've also gotten better at hunting and even managed to catch a deer on my own. I have managed to keep my stomach full throughout the journey. Veronica's blade is my only companion on the dreary, lonely journey.

On the fourth day, I decide that I will stop wandering aimlessly and try to be more intentional about the direction that I am headed.

I take note of the trees, noting that the denser and thicker the trees, the more likely that I am in the heart of the forest; however, the lighter, taller trees signal that I could be heading towards habitation.

I also make marks on the trees that I pass with the help of Veronica's blade, so I'd know if I were
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