Chapter 111

• Everywhere seemed dark and gloomy, and the forest thickets scrubbed and grasped at my cloak as though in protest of my action. I gasped, halted, cussed, and yanked my cloak off a thicket for the umpteenth time, fast losing my patience with the thorny plants, as I stumbled through the cold night deep into the woods.
• I didn't want to transform because it would only increase my scent and make me vulnerable to the guardians lurking around the forest, not to mention the patrollers; they are very sensitive, and their abilities stretched to maximum due to their high ranks.
• "We will soon be out of this territory, Muse. Hold on." I assured my wolf that was going on a rampage in agitation inside me.