r direction. He was hobbling like some giant formless mass with one hip shorter th

e skin on her collarbone was sore and she was sure a bruise would b

er shoulders against wind. The sound of her voice startled her uncle who had yet to m

light circled his scowling mouth, "your aunt's been waiting on you all eveni

glance over her shoulder at th

ot need to see with such sensitive hearing. "Was just tryna fix some stuff. My li

way when his eyes flicked to her cheek. He slowed and

ngertip came away flecked with blood. She froze as her mind wheeled in diffe

as during

l had scratched at her cheek and drawn blood. But now she could feel it,

ly, "must've hurt myself tryn

at

ea

a trailed like a quiet shadow, glancing over her shoulder once to see a silhouette by the window watching her. His form was easily

molten gold trac

heeled back to her uncle, wanting to tell him

mh

ng in a hunger so deep it resembled something inhuman. She saw flecks of another creature within him, the werewolf she s

as she shook her he

g in bed wide awake. She had barely grasped sleep, and the dregs of ex

ck with her clothes and shoes still on. Her mind had refused to slow

on her neck surfaced and

them anxiously before huffing a long breath and rising f

the sky. A lone cloud like sheep gentl

round below and the shed in specific. The door was still closed and the window wa

akfast. The sound of pots and pans utensils banging signalled the waking of her aunt, and true to

g the spoon inside. She swirled it around and lifted the steaming porrid

back and is layin

with a dollop of honey and cold cream but today the food tasted bland and travelled s

what he

he had

now. There would be no discernible reason for him to sojourn there.

have saved him from drowning but that was the cou

him there." Adara mumbled around a spoonful of

'd you sa

mplatively. Try as she might to think about the fishing day ahead, her

he was

e will bypass that shed until dusk and check on the s

to go in and check anyway. He wa

about the wires and traps to make when her aunt cut through

dara for she glanced over her shoulder at the woman who was still seated by

went to the market yesterday and met Chester. You remember Chester no? Short squat ma

d, a silent gesture fo

bit and he mentioned how he nee

O

and he's offered to be d

aven't been making much in the fishing... figure i could ease into another path in the meantime." That was partly true. She did loathe the idea of coming

t be living in her uncle'

her mind away from the lycan. If

peated, much f

her fishing gear. "I'll be back earlier today," she called from over her shoulder a

making some of my

ding path, hurrying her steps as the shed drew to a close. Fixing her eyes on the path ahead, she slipp

lance

ection of the shed to see if her

was

t a breath held deep, and