Chapter 20

　　Louisa’s POV 　　The black wolf took me on his back and bolted. 　　He dashed among rocks and branches without any effort. 　　His black mane was like a waving flag in the air. 　　I didn’t know how long we had run before he stopped in a meadow land deep down inside a valley. 　　Beautiful flowers in all colors were scattered among waves of verdant grass. 　　A crystal clear creek was slowly running down from the snow—covered mountain in distance. 　　He crossed his legs and lay down on the grass, so I could climb down his back. 　　I couldn’t walk further because my legs were shaking. 　　I was very excited because of the ride. 　　I fell to the ground and leaned against his belly. 　　I looked up, there wasn’t a single trace of cloud in the endless stretch of cerulean sky. 　　I lifted my arms. 　　The sunlight was pouring down on my face through the gaps in my fingers. 　　I moved my fingers. 　　It looked as if I could catch the light. 　　I looked up at the big black wolf, he was turning his head and looking a