Roots tore from the ground as I trudged through the forest, it felt as if I was being watched, every step felt like torture. I couldn't stop thinking about Boline, the way his brown hair brushed against his shoulder, and how he would smile at any shitty joke I'd made, regardless if it was funny or not. He was so nice to me in the short period I'd known him, it was like we were destined to be together as if the universe was purposely trying to get us together. My poor, sweet Boline was ripped away from my tightly bound arms, though, they weren't as tight as I had thought, I had let him get killed, usually, I'd wake up to the sound of a bug crawling, but somehow I hadn't woken up when my Boline was killed.

The trees shook violently as the wind began to pick up, I wish the wind could blow me away, back into the life I'd lived before, with my bitch of a mother and my constant fear of disappointing her. Maybe I should've been nicer to her, even after everything she'd done to me, every slap, every word which flowed out of her mouth she couldn't seem to shut, maybe I wouldn't have ended up here, I would be at school, studying for a test a month away. I wouldn't be here, mourning over the boy I'd fallen for in less than twenty-four hours, I wouldn't be wishing I was still in the life I'd so desperately tried to escape. When Boline came into my life, I felt happy and content, I thought maybe, just maybe, that in at least one of my lives, I'd be happy for at least one day, or more, maybe if Boline was still here, I wouldn't be in the middle of a forest Id never been in. Wait what?

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I soon snapped out of my depressing inner monologue and quickly looked around my surroundings. All I could see were trees that drowned out the sunlight I'd thought I had just seen. The trees jerked and thrashed with the wind which seemed to worsen each passing second. I desperately tried to catch a scent I could recognize, one that could lead me home, there were no recognizable scents, just the stench of thousands of unknown territory. The wind howled around me, lightning struck a few feet away from me, causing me to accidentally shift into my wolf form. Suddenly, my senses heightened, I sniffed the ground and managed to trace a small scent from Boline's... corpse. I shuddered and shook off the image as I dashed forwards, the sickly sweet scent growing stronger each time my paw thudded into the hard dirt. Just before I ran to the body, a new scent picked up, the scent I'd never been introduced to, it was faint, almost as if someone had tried to mask their scent. I shoved my nose into the ground, inhaling the musky aroma. Even though it was unknown, it smelt oddly familiar, it almost smelt the same as I did, the only difference being how much stronger this thing was, each whiff was like a punch to my sensitive nostrils. Along with the unknown scent, was Boline's blood, the coppery smell was far stronger than the musk of this beast, the musk was freakishly captivating, I couldn't help but want to find the owner, it made my gut spin just thinking about it. God, what the hell am I thinking, this thing killed my Boline. How could I ever think of anyone like that, especially the one who murdered my Boline?

I shook my head and began to trace the scent, hoping this thing would kill me before I got to it.