CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Second day after the blood full moon**

When I opened my eyes, I was in a cave and it felt warm and cozy.

Before I fell unconscious I was on the mountain, cold and half dead.

I immediately stood up from the mat I was laying on and heard a voice behind me say. “Don't move!”

I turned around and was beyond shocked to see Karina. We stopped talking about two years ago. It was beyond shocking that she saved me.

“You saved me?” I voiced, very grateful that I didn't die. Armin would be so pissed if I died so pathetically.

“Yes, it's not like you'd die due to a fall anyways. Look at you, you're perfectly fine now.”

I swung my arms and moved my feet. They felt great but a bit heavy.

Werewolves had the great ability to heal quickly. Of course, I was no exception.

I looked at my ring finger, the one Firdaus twisted. It kinda hurt.

I moved it back to it's proper place and it made a crack sound.

Karina winced and looked at me irritatedly, “Does that not hurt?”

I looked at her briefly, “It does.”

Ka