The last Guardian
Her giggles filling the humid afternoon air, I just shake my head and push my wolf forward, tearing the pink fabric to shreds in the process.
I nudge her, indicating to follow me to the back of the house and into the woods. “we will be faster with her on our back” my wolf says, “well, then tell her to climb on” I reply and seconds later, with her arms wrapped around our neck, we are racing through the forest, dodging low hanging branches and jumping over puddles, the haze of green blurring the faster we run. We come to a halt at the most southern tip of the Appalachian plateau, it’s going to be dangerous, there’s Sullivan clan spies all over these mountains, but if we’re going get Tara fully
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