Chapter 55.

Mia POV.

Watching through the eyes of my wolf. Yes, my wolf, I am still shocked that this has happened. He hurt me; he took me from my home. Those are the only memories that I have unlocked and frankly I don’t want to unlock anymore if they are like them.

Chaos whines and whimpers as she manoeuvred around trees and leaping over fallen debris. She begins to slow as I hear gentle flowing water. Moving through the trees, we edge closer to the glistening stream as she looks around vigilantly to sense any danger. Once she is happy, she moves closer to drink her fill. She is exhausted.

“Chaos, are you ok?” I ask my wolf, my wolf. I can’t get over it. I’m a fucking werewolf. I suppose it makes sense why I was always fascinated by the subject of werewolves and other creatures of myth. I would ask my mom if she knew or if she was one, but I can’t, Calvin killed her. Even though she a was shitty mom, she was still my mom. She may have never loved me but still, I loved her regardless of what she