Why was she running? Neveah was not completely certain. She could not tell if truly she was so terrified of being caught back to Dragon Keep or if she was more horrified by her own lack of control.
Arriving within the comfort of the forest and away from the hundreds of eyes watching her, Neveah reverted back to her human form, grateful she had learnt not to rip through her clothes during her shift.
"Damn it!" Neveah hissed, running a hand to through her hair.
One way or the other, Neveah knew she would have to break away from Lydia's family, she just had not expected to make such a large spectacle of it.
The werewolf race was never conquered by the dragons, Neveah knew the sight of a werewolf in the Asvarian stronghold could be considered uncommon.
