Stone Circle It sounds wonderful

This was much better the first time I wrote it, but oh well.

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She had slept, but not without the nightmare that plagued her mind every night since her... run-in with Greyback — the nights she could get to sleep, anyway. Most nights, she couldn't. The old memory from her previous pack would play in her mind when she slept like a tape stuck on loop, and her cursed subconscious toyed with ideas of what horrible things could've happened if she hadn't gotten away. Or worse — if she tried and failed. Would he steal her innocence? Would she anger him further and incite his wrath, ending her life? What if she'd remained in that pack? Would they believe her? Blame her? Ridicule her?

Dianne had stalked the territory throughout the night into twilight and now the rising of the sun. But the outside world didn't exist to her, for she was trapped in her mind. Now that she was back from her trip, Dianne couldn't afford to shove the thoughts aside anymore. The robotically logical part of her that normally dominated informed her that she couldn't yet know whether Greyback was like William or not, but the fearful, damaged part of her insisted she couldn't take the chance. Why had he asked that god damned question? She didn't need to be escorted around, nor was she a child that needed chaperoning. The territory was secure; there was no danger for her to worry about — except him.

To appease them both, Dianne decided she'd avoid him as much as possible and keep her mouth shut. If she had to speak to him, she would. If they were alone, she'd remain alert and turn tail if she needed to — there was no way in hell she could fight off a wolf as astronomically large as he was. If push came to shove, Dianne would leave this pack and hope she could find another that wasn't full before winter came, but she really didn't want to have to push her luck.

Sighing, she allowed the outside world to register again. The scent of an unfamiliar woman came to her — a new recruit, from what she could tell. Her tired gaze swept up to find her resting on the hillside nearby, but like hell she was going to talk to anyone right now. Fixing her gaze back in front of her, Dianne continued at her anxious pace with nowhere in particular in mind.