HUNJI: A Broken Wolf & the last witch of Andora - Book 4
Just small rock formations, dry dirt, and sand for the next two days until we reached the closest village.
We were several hours into our journey when I heard the distinct call of a wolf’s howl. At first, I thought it was the wilds, but when I heard it the second time, I knew it was a shifter calling out to his pack. Alerting them that he had picked up on a scent and was tracking it. I didn’t want to panic Morgan so I dug my heels into the horse a little harder, giving her a kick so she began to full-on run.
I felt Morgan bouncing behind me as the horse sped up, her arms gripping me tighter. “oh, my goddess, oh my goddess,” She began to whimper.