The Hollow's Hunger

Iris

Pure adrenaline floods my system the second my scream tears through the air. A dark thought pierces my rising panic: I genuinely don’t think Isla and I are going to live for very much longer. I can feel the frantic pacing of my inner wolf beneath my skin, begging for a release I cannot give her. Neither of the terrified girls in this hallway possesses the ability to shape-shift into our wolf