Chapter 85

Aurelia's POV

Morning came and I was walking on my two feets. My wolf was tired and had retreated to rest. I was hungry, tired and dirty.

I needed a bath, some food and a place to sleep too.

I was already in another pack. I noticed it when the sky brightened and I encountered two to three children running around, chasing each other.

When they saw me, they froze and they ran the other way, screaming for their mothers and crying. They looked at least five years old or seven, I could tell correctly.

"I look that much of a mess, huh?" I smirked to myself and scratched my face. I looked down at my dirty hands and sighed heavily.

If only I could find a stream or a public bath. That would be nice. I could wash my clothes and wait for them to dry or better yet, have them dry while serving as the hanger moving under the sun.

I touched my necklace. "I guess it's just me and you again," I said to the poor thing and inhaled deeply, trying to gather strength from nature.

I was leaving every