Are we out of the woods?

Chapter Thirteen

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The wind swirled in the leaves above her head, as small crystals of snow fell onto her blonde hair. The woods were silent as ever. Even the gusts blowing across the northern territories were nothing but a whisper.

At the bottom of the hill, the pine trees stayed still as soldiers, waiting for an order that will have never come as snow slowly started to cover their tips.

Winter is here.

Thought the young woman, as she lifted the hood of her coat, shielding her head from the cold.

She knew that she should have already been on her way back to her camp. The sun had set, and in a few minutes the night will have eaten the woods, sinking them in the darkness.

A night without moon.

She remembered, counting the days since the last full moon. There wouldn't have been any star bright enough to lead her way back home.

The girl let out a breath, her thoughts turning in a small cloud of steam that vanished in the orange light of the dying sunset.

I could run, run and never come back.

She could admit it the idea was tempting.

But ran where?

South? Where she knew that they had an Alpha who was nothing but worst then West? East? What did she know about that pack? Nothing.

The girl closed her blue eyes, shuddering in the swirls of the wind hitting her back.

But I could try... I could just run and never look back. I will end up somewhere.

The girl took a step forward, the layer of frozen snow already cracking under the pressure of her boot.

Yeah you will end up dead, killed by the cold in the middle of the night.

That was the truth, and for how much she could lie to herself there wasn't a way to deny it.

There was a reason why West let them roam around the camp limits during winter, because he knew there was nothing but death out there.

Or him or death.

There wasn't another choice.

The girl reopened her eyes. The wood had already grown darker.

It's time to go home.

The woman was about to turn when she heard a laboured breathing coming in her direction. The blonde raised her brown, turning to look at the intruder of her special spot at the top of the hill.

"I've been looking everywhere for you!" fretted the older brunette. Not that much of her hair was still of her original colour, most of them were already turning white.

"I'm sorry, I thought I wasn't needed." replied the blonde taking a few steps towards the midwife.

The brunette shook her head hassled.

"Andrea, what are you doing so far from the camp?" scowled her the older beta.

"Do you know how dangerous it is? Not only is getting dark but you're not even a mile away from the southern pack territory!"