I turned away from my grandmother and stepped back to my body. I looked at her over my shoulder. “What should I do?”
She smiled. “Wrap your hand around the chain. It’s can’t hurt you any more than it already has. And follow it to the end. Find out who is hurting you, find out their intention, and save your wolves.” She looked towards my body. “You don’t have long. They are already so very weak.”
“I’m afraid.” I whispered, and her smile was sad but firm.
“I know. And that’s perfectly fine, but don’t let fear stop you from doing something necessary. Don’t let your fear hold you back from who you were meant to be.”
Her words repeated in my mind as I stepped up to my body on the ground. “Okay.” I grabbed my hand around the chain and started to walking. The chain in my hand thrummed. I coul
