Chapter Ninety-Three: The three Musketeers

Chapter 93

Laila POV

The first thing that hits me is the pungent smell of blood, my brain had been wired to perceive the disturbing scent from far away and even with my eyes closed and the slight thudding from beneath me that made my body ache didnt take away the mess buried in my head.

“What do you think she’ll look like in her transformed state? I’ve never seen a white wolf before.” A high pitched voice said from next to me. Slowly, my eyes peered opened but not wide enough to give off the fact that i was awake.

Sand.

Flowing water.

Large heavy footsteps accompanied with several others.

I was not in the garden, i was being carried and the footsteps didnt sound liek naythign i’ve heard.

“She’s pretty normal and hyped up if you asked me, there is nothing special to the girl.” The person carrying me said, my body vibrated with his husky tone.

“You’re just being a hater Sam, i’m sure she’ll look great.” the feminine voice from earlier said and then their was a light pause on my right.