The witch

Ava's Point Of View

Night had befallen the castle and the rogues were already outside busy doing their bonfire thing.

I stood, staring out through the window, getting ready for my grand escape. Okay, it isn't so grand like I made it out to be, the plan was just going out through the window and bounded for freedom.

Like I said it was grand.

I walked to the grand window and opened it breathing in the fresh chilly night air. Finally, when I feel calm I decide to look down, that's a long way down.

"Fuck!" I curse looking down.

I think I can make it! Right? I'm a freaking werewolf, of course I can, maybe I'll break a few bones but I'll be fine.

I climb down gently and sit on the edge of the window before dropping, I land on my feet like I knew I would.

I jumped out of a freaking four story castle! My wolf must be getting stronger!

I look around the empty area before I sprint off into the trees. I continue to sprint loving the way the wind was blowing on my hair, I don't feel anxious anym