IS THIS ME?

TERESA       If horror had a name, it was certainly that howl. I wanted to keep my serenity, but there was something in that howl that gave me the chills.  “Bash, what was that?” I inquired in a low and scared voice. And suddenly it was not the only one. There were several howls.  “That is our cue to leave this place. Do you think you can walk? If we stay here, we are a target. We have to get moving.” Bash’s voice was more like an order. But he was calm.  “Would it be necessary for you to fight?” I didn’t want to ask that, but it was something that was bugging me since Bash was a beast. Outside were other beasts, and this time we were in their territory. And if they were after me again? This chasing game was getting me tired. “Bash, look...is me they want. I don’t want to endanger you. Maybe it would be the best idea to—” “Don’t even think about it!” he shouted, coming closer. His woody musk scent got into my nostrils and right into my brain, providing the serenity I longed for earlier