Miracle's POV.
The trees towered above us…long and intimidating, their branches twisting and gnarled like grasping fingers.
A thick carpet of leaves muffled my footsteps as I made my way deeper into the wood trailing behind the disappearing figure of a very pissed off Hardy. The air was thick with the scent of decaying leaves and damp earth, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched.
"Hardy, slow down" I called after him but he was fast, he is a werewolf royalty after all.
Those tend to be fast…gosh! There I go judging him again.
I turned around when I heard a sound.
"Who's there?! Show yourself!" I yelled.
There was no sound and no one stepped out of the shadows.
I kept walking but I heard the sound again.
"I'm warning you, I have pepper spray!"
"Calm down, Hun. It's just a raccoon"
I jumped.
The voice said from behind me instead of the direction I expected it to come from.
