Chapter 137 The Darkmoon Festival

• Kayla
• We ran for a little while, the cold night wind whipping at our faces, before the group eventually slowed and came to a stop in a large clearing that was cut through by a small, frozen stream. Noah stopped alongside the frozen water and I slipped off his back, briefly pressing my forehead to his wolf’s in thanks before he shifted back into his human form.
• Emma, Jade, and Marcus approached, all beaming and breathless from their run.