CHAPTER 40: ROGUE WOLVES

It felt like she'd been out for days, but she knew she had not. Her body was weak, and her head felt like it had been operated upon. The last thing she remembered was looking for the pack's hideout. She had felt a bang on her head, then a slight headache. When she woke up, she found herself gagged and tied up against a tree. Her head was splitting in pain, making her too weak to try and unbind herself. Some pack members watched her in amazement, while some pretended not to care. "I've seen this tree before," Shirley thought, crushing her head to look upwards. "She's awake," one of the pack members whispered to an older-looking man. "Are you sure she's Drakon's Luna?" She heard a familiar voice. She had seen him in her dreams and visions. The man who seemed to be the leader was talking to someone whose voice sounded familiar. From her singing voice, Shirley could guess that she was a lady. "Yes. I'm positive," the lady said, looking at Shirley. She had thick makeup on, and her fi