Who are you?

Clara

Realization flashed in his eyes as he stares into my eyes from across the field. Awe followed by suspicion is reflected in his eyes as he takes another step closer to me.

“Destined,” they whisper.

“That means nothing to me,” I tell them.

“We’re here for Harper and Harper alone. I will not be swayed by… an infatuation with a mutt.”

“Destined,” they say louder before going quiet.

I’m out under the moonlight as I take slow steps to the border, my chin held high. I stare up at the black wolf only a few feet away from me now. A tinge of guilt pierces my chest before I push it away. I won’t feel guilty for doing what I need to do for Harper.

I’ve reached the border now. My bare feet stand rooted in the grass, the urge to l