THE SENSATION OF THE WIND RUFFLING HER FUR WAS EXHILARATING. It was dawn, and the orange glow of the rising sun filtered through the trees onto the forest floor below. Her large paws trampled the ground as she sprinted through the woods. Grayson was running alongside her in human form. She'd asked him about it, why he was not shifting, but he brushed it off by saying he didn't want to turn.
It was the morning after their conversation, and for the first time in a long time, she felt...free. Alison knew Killian was lurking right the corner, but she couldn't help but feel a burst of optimism. Hailee and Matt had resolved their issues. Alison had left the happy couple behind less than an hour ago when Grayson and her departed. She could still picture Hailee's glowing face as she had her fingers intertwined with Matt's.
