#Chapter 138 Watch and Wait

The Pack The boy was always moving. Stillness felt like death. It had been two days since he’d left that place, since he’d been pushed down this path by fate in the form of a golden wolf. He still wondered if it was all some test, if there would be a catch at the end. And so he kept going. He was different now. He was stronger, his body felt like many bodies in one. On the first night, in the forest, he easily transformed into his wolf. Still young, he remembered the discomfort and confusion of the early years. This time, it was the most natural thing in the world. He felt more free than ever before, limitless. The stars were brighter, his senses keener, the natural world around him seemed to bend forward to meet him. And then he turned into a bat. He wasn’t sure how, at first, except that he seen one fly by and then suddenly he was in the air with it. It was unbelievable to him, but he was not afraid. He brought himself back into his human body, slumping awkward