#Chapter 49 Running

Selene’s POV After eight years in a veritable dungeon, I thought freedom was escaping to Elysium. After spending three years married to a man who didn’t love me and obligated to help lead a pack of shifters who hated me, I thought freedom was finding my independence in Asphodel. After nearly four years of living without my wolf, I thought freedom was getting her back when I became a mother. I was wrong every time. This is freedom. Transforming, releasing my soul and setting her loose – that is the freedom I’ve been missing my entire life. Running on all fours through the rolling Vega hills with no map and no limitations, no hurdles to jump or weights slowing me down: it’s adrenaline like I’ve never experienced. I don’t care that I’m not in the forest, or that it’s broad daylight. I don’t care that I’m still getting used to four legs and a tail, which makes my loping strides significantly less graceful than Bastien’s. The truth is that I don’t have a ca