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THE ONLY SOUND THAT accompanied her determined walk was the hum of wildlife. Cold morning dew collected on her shins as she made her way through the tall grass. Animal heartbeats pounded, muffled by layers of fat and muscle, deep in sleep.
While she walked, she worried. When she'd made the split decision and left the note, her only thought had been was to escape. Now where would she go? She had no friends, not really; Phasing had ruined any friendships she'd made that wasn't Pack. Her only family was left behind.
She recalled Paul and Embry. While she would've liked to stay with either, she knew Paul had been living on his own as soon as he turned eighteen, and she wouldn't worry about any parents sending word back to Sue. She loved Embry and his sweet mother, Tiffany but it was Paul she chose. Out of the two of them, she had no doubt he wouldn't ask any pesky questions she didn't have the where-with-all to answer right now.
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Paul's house was a small, unassuming single-story house on the edge of the Rez, nestled within the forest. Perfect for a lone wolf like himself.
As she walked up the two steps to the porch, she hesitated. He said he'd always welcome her, that she had a place with him, but maybe it had just been talk. Maybe he didn't mean it. She didn't want to think about the other options if that became the case. Plus it was so early—the sky had scarcely brightened. What if he was asleep? Worse yet, what if he was awake? Or had company? She'd be encroaching—She knocked on the door.
