Chapter 22-2

My mouth wouldn't stop watering from the smell of the blood from JJ and, oddly, from my own. I could hear every sound the trees made. I could hear animals. And then I focused on my son's heartbeat. It was steady and strong. I tried to find a place I could grab onto with the teeth of the wolf, but I couldn't. It was wrapped too well. I nudged the edges of the blanket and managed to get a grip on it with my teeth. Very slowly, I raised my head away from the ground. I didn't want the blanket to give and drop my son, but I knew we couldn't stay here. I would smell different now. There was the chance that they would follow the unknown scent, but it would be confusing. They would pick up my new scent mingled with the scent I had when I was a human. The scent of my son would smell more like me than anything else right now. He was too newly born. I carried my son until I found a cabin after some walking. There weren't any cars and, as weird as it was for me, I could pick up any scents. So many