Chapter 68: Day 24 (night)

Big and fat, the last missing sliver finally filled in, the moon hung low over the trees. A shadow darted across the almost too bright surface before flashing back down amongst the trees. The screech of the owl reaching Sinn’s ears through the open window along with the subtle scents of the night.

Even if she couldn’t already feel the release in tension, the relative silence after all the howling that had echoed across the land and the owl returning to the air would have been sign enough that danger was over.

Not that there wasn’t still danger around.

There was always danger.

Even though the moon would appear full for a couple more days, as far as the Wolves were concerned it had passed over from full to ‘waning’ and they were no longer under its sway forced to change.

The predators that usually owned the night were free to claim it back and roam once more without finding themselves on the menu any more than they usual