Chapter 23

Ryan had to stop, he couldn't keep running. He had run through the afternoon and into the night, and the sun was already high again.

With no strength in his legs, Ryan sits down and drinks water. He takes out a sandwich, silently thanking Arabella, and eats it.

It wasn't a meal for a wolf, especially one who hadn't eaten for so long, but it had to do. He couldn't eat anything else. I had to make what little he had to last longer.

He wouldn't hunt, couldn't take that risk again. Until he reached a safe place, he would have to be very careful.

He just wished his old backpack was safe. He couldn't accept being separated from his mother's ashes, but he knew that she wanted him to be safe at first. So he resisted turning back and ran as far away as possible.

He closed his eyes, he needed to sleep for a few minutes.

When he opened his eyes, a girl who looked to be no more than 5 years old, was crouched, looking at him.

- Paige! Paige! Where the hell is that child? She is worse than a wild a