Nyx
My wolf shivered at the mournful sound. Feeling her fear rising, I quickly wrested control and started the painful shift. Everybody gave me space expect Victor. My slow shift seemed to temporarily distract him from his own pain and fear. Finally, I started to dress.
“I’m telling you man, we can’t go this way. Wolves come in here and never return,” Victor insisted.
“We’ve got two things that are going to help us. One is the amulet, and the other is you.” Rhyson smiled grimly. “You can sense magic. Between the two of us, we’re going to navigate this place.”
“f**k that,” Victor retorted. “I’m not going to piss off some ghosts.”
The earth howled again, and I closed my eyes. There was a message in her wails, and it wasn’t the kind that appeared in horror films dripping in blood. This w
