Kaida
I opened my eyes slowly, feeling strange and out of place. The forest floor was hard beneath me, and a tree root was poking me in the ribs. I was curled on my side with only my old cloak to cover me against the cold and damp. If not for Maggie, I wouldn’t even have a cloak.
All my good clothes had been left behind in the carriage. I couldn’t exactly ask my k.idnappers to take my trunk along with my person. Thankfully Maggie had the foresight to pack the carpet bag. There was a clean shift, an extra dress, a hairbrush. And hidden at the bottom, those clothes I had borrowed from Riley when I disguised myself as George.
I moved my limbs carefully and swallowed down a whimper of pain. Despite my wolf’s speedy healing, my muscles were still sore and stiff, and my skin was still raw fro
