[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
It took me half an hour to get rid of the guards who ran after me. I thought one of them would never give up, but they must have sensed there were more dangerous forces surrounding the Black Forest that they never wanted to handle.
They must have thought I would never survive here, knowing I ran away without even bothering to shift into my werewolf form. I guess they knew the beasts lurking in the woods, given their hesitation when they stopped chasing me.
And then I realized, as I stopped and leaned against the old oak tree, that I had no idea where I was going. I looked around, catching my breath as I felt the chilly breeze against my bare skin, and tears started to brim around my eyes, scared and confused about what to do next.
The thing I needed wasn’t in
