14 - Shield

~Dakota’s Point of View~

“Shit, shit,” I shout, as I run at full speed. I have zero clue where I am or where the hell I’m going.

My lungs burn and it’s not a good feeling. If I had some damn sneakers or some hiking boots that would sure help a lot!

*Or you could shift,* Laney whines, though she isn’t in much of a position to fight.

“Up here,” William shouts, as he leaps up a tree almost like a damn cat. Without a moment to even rationalize it, my body follows and I reach for his hand. He jerks me like a rag doll, just as the wind of a hungry mouth closing near my foot sends a shiver up my spine. I push on, my body climbing and moving on its own.

“One more should do it,” he says, as I mindlessly try to keep up with him. When we’re sitting on a long tree branch looking down at four pissed off wolves, I finally let out a hard breath.

The short lived feeling of relief that we’ve escaped danger doesn’t last when one of the wolves begins to shift.

“You just might have to accept some