Hundred-Twelve: To Betray Your Own Family.

ELIANA.

My husband and I strutted into the woods that evening. The sun had almost disappeared from the skies, leaving a gloomy dark atmosphere hanging around us. I kicked my limbs forward, clinging to the earth with my hands and moving further in the direction of Nathaniel’s scent.

There was a faint presence in the air that belonged to him. The tracker had led us here but a smudge of his blood enabled me to do a locator spell that pinpointed exactly where he was. And when we had gotten closer to the edge of the hills, Denver and I finally came to a halt.

I breathed out through my snout and mouth, throwing a look over my silver fur back to him. We looked around, everywhere seemed empty and lonely but undoubtedly, this was where the scent had led us.

We communicated with our eyes when suddenly, there was a snap sound from a distance, like a twig broken by someone’s foot.

I faced my back against Denver’s as we navigated our surroundings. My claws shot into the ground as I glistened my f