Karl “God, Abby, where are you?” I murmur. I’m driving carefully along the route that Abby would have taken, my knuckles white on the steering wheel as I peer through the blinding snowstorm. Panic tightens my chest with each passing moment. She should have been back hours ago, and the storm has
Karl I drive on after two dead ends at both gas stations, my frustration growing with each passing mile. The tire tracks have all but disappeared, and the relentless snowfall has erased any hope of following them. Try as I might, I also can’t pick up Abby’s scent anywhere. I know it’s a useless
Karl I burst through the cabin door, my senses on high alert. My heart races as I take in the scene before me—two men standing over Abby, in the middle of what looks like a desperate struggle. It’s just as I force my way through the door in my wolf form that I see the light fade from Abby’s eyes
Abby The first thing I feel when I start to wake up is the throbbing pain in my head, followed by a profound sense of nausea. It’s as if I can feel the world making its rotations at that moment, the earth turning rightside up and upside down and repeating the process over and over again, and I’m
Abby The ride home feels like an eternity, my head still throbbing with pain and the world outside a blur of snow and darkness. Karl’s presence beside me is a comforting anchor, and I try my best to focus on the sound of his voice as he reassures me that we’ll be home soon. Finally, I see the li
Abby The next day dawns with a mix of relief and trepidation. Karl and I are sitting in the living room, waiting for the police to arrive. I can’t help but feel a knot of anxiety in the pit of my stomach. Reliving the events of yesterday, recounting the trauma… It’s not exactly something that I’
Abby The tow company finally arrives, bringing my car—well, Karl’s car—back from the snowy ditch where it had been abandoned during the incident. I stand by, anxiously watching as they unload the car and bring it back to its rightful place in the driveway. Karl stands beside me, his hands tucked
Abby I wake up early the next morning, my body feeling surprisingly refreshed despite the events of the past few days. The room is bathed in a soft, golden light filtering through the curtains, and I can hear the gentle rustling of leaves outside the window. With a yawn, I stretch my limbs, feel