Chapter 38

Jessie made her way out of Martha's house and into the night dew; she took a deep breath, taking in the earthly smell, before running off in the lake's direction. She didn't make it far before a small pack of about twelve wolves got to her, she manoeuvred around them, snapping necks and breaking arms as she went. Jessie volted over one of the wolves, while grabbing his arm and ripping it clean out of the socket.