#Chapter 89: Wings

Ruby

It all happens so fast. Time has continued moving; the wind has begun to blow again, the snow is falling, and the sound of Atwood’s screaming echoes in my ears like a siren. It all feels too quick now after spending what felt like an eternity in a state of limbo.

The Bear brings his knife down, but misses my heart. The blade slices in between my lower ribs with a searing pain, but I feel stronger now. My wolf has returned, but something else is there, too. Something new.

I kick the Bear off of me, taking him by surprise as he’s launched backwards. The other Bear simply looks on in astonishment as he stands over Atwood, still holding him down.

“Get her!” screams the first Bear, scrambling back to his feet as I slowly stand and pull the knife out of my side.

“Ruby, Run!” Atwood calls.

The two Bears advance on me, shifting from their human forms into their Bear forms. I feel small beside them in my human form, but something in me tells me not to shift yet. Instead, I take Atwood’s a