#Chapter 131 – True Luna

“God damnit, fucking Rafe,” Evelyn murmurs, shooting a dirty look at the man whimpering on the ground. She hurries to the tree from which Victor hangs, looking all around it for the base of the snare. As she looks, though, she considers the possibilities – even if she releases him, Victor is just going to plunge to the ground, falling right onto the hard ground. She grits her teeth, trying to figure out the best plan as she finally locates the end of the snare at the base of the tree. Then, determined, she goes to where Rafe is laying on the ground crying and grips him firmly by the ankle. Putting her entire weight into it, she slowly, painstakingly begins to drag him across the forest floor. He cries out as she does so, but she doesn’t know if he even knows what’s going on, he’s so consumed by the wolfsbane. When he’s settled neatly below Victor, Evelyn puts one hand behind Victor’s neck and the other behind his shoulders, pushing, lifting, to try to get his head higher in the a