Sixteen

Davina

I hissed as the pain in my lower abdomen stung me for the umpteenth time, I cussed at Keith for putting me through this ordeal, the cold night breeze blew my hair to my face and I used my free hand to push it to the back of my ear.

'Curse you!' I yelled into the darkness.

I yelled in pain as I tripped on a branch and fell flat on my face, I spat out the dirt that had gotten into my mouth and with great difficulty; I stood up, I hear a low howl which indicated that wolves were out hunting in the wild, I was in no condition to fight the nightcrawling beast so I made to leave the premises immediately.

No one would accommodate me so it was better if I went somewhere safer, I opted to return to my former pack though my father would never approve of it but Evans wouldn't hesitate to, I never thought the road that lead to my pack would be that difficult to thread on.

My wound drained the little strength I conserved as it refused to heal fast and with the slow healing rate; it was