Twenty-Three: For The First Time.

ELIANA.

The night was here.

The world was bathed in an eerie, silvery glow as the full moon centered itself in the velvet canvas of the night sky. The wind was in the trees and the forest was quiet as I sauntered through.

As a wolf, my senses were finely attuned to the world around me. My keen sense of smell picked up even the faintest traces of things in the air. To my right, I could scent ash coming from miles away and to my left—my stomach growled with hunger, I could scent the presence of prey.

The rustling of the leaves caught my ears as I picked up my feet. I plummeted myself through the trees, starting out slowly before increasing my speed and momentum with every second that passed.

It was hard getting used to running on all fours, but somehow, it felt like something I’d done before. There was a particular sense of liberation that filled me as I roamed the forest. A part of my fears had already died down, now I was filled with the intense urge to feed.

I didn’t even know as I