Chapter 20: The Tent (Lucia's POV)

The werewolves and unicorns camp together under the stars. The forest hisses and bellows, the mountains toss and turn like the sea. The world is uneasy. The world is unsafe. Even with the world's most powerful unicorn, I still can't sleep. Maximus wants to marry me, the lesser beta male of the Wolf People Clan. His ruthless claws would be my undoing and I would never be happy by his side.

The trees continue to rustle and the wind is winning the battle. The trees give in as they sway back and forth, the leaves continue to fall. The seasons are beginning to change and the leaves are showing their color. The colors are red and yellow and blend together in patterns across the various leaves. It's proof that there is a higher powers above us. I am not sure how many gods there are or if it's just one, but as a member of the Wolf People Clan I must learn to have more faith in the goddess of the moon.

My tent keeps the wind off my back. The hair on my neck stands up straight. A branch crack