#Chapter 175: Killer

Hannah My paws thundered against the forest floor, my lungs filled with the scent and weight of damp, thick forest air. I wove around trees, leaped over fallen logs, burst through thickets and eventually came to rest for a moment at the top of a large, smooth boulder. Noah bounded up alongside me, his footsteps making little sound as he approached. I didn’t look at him, but rather kept my gaze fixed on the forest below, searching for any sign of movement with my keen eyes. The wind rustled my fur. Beside me, I felt Noah lean slightly, his larger form towering over mine. Only then did I chance a glance up at him, and it was then that I saw his wolf eyes, glowing greener than the leaves, staring down at me. But I didn’t take so much as a moment to gaze back, because there, over his shoulder, I saw a puffy white tail disappear into the forest. With a soft growl, I moved past Noah and leaped down from the rock, laying chase again. He followed, matching my pace