*Lena*
Being a wolf was not what I had expected. And for someone who was the freaking Moon Goddess reincarnate, I was really struggling to get the hang of it.
The island of Cantorina was situated in the Isles of Denali, and it was the closest we could get to Breles by plane at the moment. We were waiting for a boat to pick us up and take us the rest of the way, but it was absolutely dumping rain while we waited, and there was no way in hell even the stealthiest cruiser was going to make it into the shallow cove we were sheltering in with this weather.
Waves pounded the shore, stirring the powder-fine sand. I pulled my shawl a little tighter around my shoulders as I huffed a breath and watched the white cap waves beat the living hell out of the cove.
We’d been stuck here for twelve hours. I was starting to rethink my agreement to stay with Maeve and find help with what I needed to do. I was wasting precious time.
Night was falling again, but there would be no sunset tonight.
