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“I’m lost... no way it was this far. Did Isabella even give me the right directions?”

I was talking to myself... I mean, deep in the forest, and no matter how much I flew around... not even a chicken coop, let alone a werewolf settlement.

“Ugh, I’m still not at a hundred percent,” I muttered as my boots touched the grass and I massaged the muscles in my shoulders and neck.

My wings vanished with a touch of magic.

“I think I’ll rest here,” I said while looking around. It was a small clearing surrounded by thick trees.

I stretched out my senses and didn’t feel anything dangerous nearby. The sun was sinking into the horizon, and nighttime was creeping up above me.

“Ggrrr,” my stomach growled out of nowhere.

“If I’d known I was going to waste all day burning energy, I would’ve brought something to eat.”

I twisted my lips, wondering if I sucked at following directions or if Isabella just gave terrible ones.

I spent the last few hours of light looking for edible fruit and caught a hare—