The Abandoned Luna's Return
The sapphire wolf was gone.
I lay on my back, staring up at a sky that was now a soft, neutral grey. I felt a hand in mine.
Silas.
He was back in his human form, his skin pale, his eyes clear. He looked at me and smiled—a real, tired, human smile.
"Is it over?" he whispered.
"I think so," I said.
But then, I heard the sound.
A rhythmic, heavy thud.
*Thump-thump. Thump-thump.*