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Prologue
She had to hurry.
Sarah looked over her shoulder for the hundredth time to make sure she wasn't being followed. Nothing out of the ordinary moved behind her and she kept moving forward. When she felt that she was at a safe distance from her Packs' territory, she came to abrupt stop.
Taking refuge behind a tree, she took deep gulps of air and began to disrobe.
She pulled off her shirt and toed off her shoes at the same time. Her pants and underwear were discarded just as fast with no thoughts towards modesty. Her movements were frantic as she picked up her garments and stuffed them into her sack without a care.
As naked as the day she was born, she began to run once again. With every step she took, she willed her body to change. Her gait became and awkward stumble as her legs shifted into furry hind legs but she couldn't stop.
She'd already wasted enough precious time when she stopped to take off her clothes.
The change took over the rest of her body. Her bones snapped. They realigned themselves and forced Sarah on to all fours. With her bag clamped between her teeth she sprinted across the land. Terror urged her on; her paws barely touched the ground.
She had to hurry.
By the time she'd managed to sneak away, Kate had already left. But she was in a car and she had to follow the turns and curves of the road, Sarah planned to go straight through. She would stick to the woods when it was possible but would take her chances when it wasn't.
Running in wolf form during daylight and in plain sight was a huge risk she had to take if she wanted to reach Nick on time.
She lost track of time as she flew across the terrain. Her lungs were burning from the exertion and her legs shook, threatening to give out under her. Towards the end, pure determination and adrenaline carried her forward.
Sarah crossed into Nicks Territory and made her way to his house. Knowing that she would need to speak to him, she shifted back to human form. After putting on her jeans and shirt she sprinted across his yard to his front door and swore when no one answered.
Looking around her, she made a split second decision to look for him in one other place. If he wasn't there, she'd go to Jessica's aid herself. And like with everything else; she'd figure out how to deal with the aftermath later.
She jumped over the porch steps and ran to the back of the house and as soon as she stepped into the woods surrounding the backyard, she caught his scent.
So desperately locked on to her brothers' scent, she was oblivious to the others until she rammed into a solid wall of flesh.
"Move I need to see my brother," she told his guard.
"I'm sorry but we have strict orders to keep you away."
"But this is important."
He shook his head, "I'm sorry we have our orders."
Knowing he had to be within hearing distance, Sarah took a deep breath and shouted, "Nick! I have to talk to you!" She tried to push past his guard but they were as stiff as a brick wall. "Nick!"
Sarah backed away trying to figure out how to get passed them. She'd come too far and this was too important to give up. One way or another she'd get him to see her.
