Page 9 (1/2)

A picture out of htmares

The beast

A fierce groas all the warning the ot before the beast plowed into it and took it back the way it had coet a chance to see the beast’s head I did watch its tail slide across the ground, though, the spikes on the end whipping in the opposite direction

A high-pitched squeal of agony accoh flesh Fire raged through one

Not one to waste good fortune, I grabbedwith everything I had Ripping through bushes and ducking under branches, I didn’t stick to any kind of path I didn’t care if I could be tracked or heard I doubted anyone would chase a scrappy little shifter who couldn’t shift, not with theon behind me

I burst out across the Forbidden Wood’s boundary and raced around the village the long way to my house It would be faster if I didn’t have to worry about ju fences

I stoh the door Before I could catch my breath, I turned and slammed the door shut behind me I yanked the heavy ti us in

Hannon pushed up froainst the door, panting, he hurried to the littleoverlooking the porch, grabbing the interior wood shutters to block it off

“No,” I panted,the pack with everlass and straightened it out I didn’t want my nearly deadly trip to have been in vain “Leave it”

He paused with the shutters halfway closed Without a word, he slowly pushed theht

“You saw it,” he said softly

Straightening up, I gulped air and shook my head “No I mean…” I licked my lips, utterly parched

Without a word, heour parents, he didn’t need to be told what a person needed