“Colette

“How far ahead of us do you think they are?” Penny asks, tugging the bag further up on her shoulder.

I pause, looking through the trees at the trail Ezrah said Caspian took on his journey to the ocean. Truthfully, I don’t know how fast Caspian can travel by foot on land. There is no doubt he is fast in the water, but here, on land? He should be slower moving, right?

“They can’t be more than half an hour to forty–five minutes ahead of us.” I assure her without actually knowing

“Good,” she says, looking around warily. “These woods are giving me a bad feeling.”

I look where her eyes are, seeing nothing and feeling nothing out of the ordinary. But then again, Penny is not only a trained warrior but a skilled gamma. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be my gamma in the first place.

“I don’t see anything out of sorts.” I say casually.

She scoffs and shakes her head. “It’s not something I see, luna. It is something I feel, here.” She places her hand over her gut.

“Hmm,” I muse again, looking around, trying to feel with my wolf or anything I can. “Instincts?”

In a way,” she shrugs. “It feels like there is more of a disturbance. My lycan is bristling, warring with me to take over and search the area.

Suddenly, a shiver runs down my spine, my skin growing cold, and I whip my head around. Penny places her hand on my shoulder, leaning closer while her eyes search every nook and cranny.

“Luna, I think it’s time to run,” she says, giving me a gentle nudge. “Now.”

There is no questioning her or her judgement. I break into a sprint, tearing through the trees like a raging bull let on the loose. Branches whip across my skin, stinging my face as I push forward, my hands out, trying to protect myself.

the left,” Penny hisses, “running on that trail will

over a root, my foot getting caught as I cry out and slam hard into the ground, my hands saving my face from barreling

force.

up at Penny as she runs while dragging me along. I can the fear on her face, the

I hiss at her as I look over my shoulder. I see the panic rising and she turns, running backward

would rather not stop or slow down and find out we are wrong.” She says, pushing on my back again to make me move faster. I

Penny remains as close as she can be without running me over, her breathing slow and even, unphased by the running with weight bags full of useless

her, pulling mine off while stumbling down the narrow trail. I can hear her doing as I do,

back at her

the trees, the ground ceasing to be hard and mossy, the texture moving to sand and I giggle with relief when I see a beach in the distance; the sun setting lower with ever stride toward

attached flying higher until my ankle sears in pain and my body pitches forward. My fingers dig into the sandy earth. unable to find leverage as I

uses her nail to cute

and she growls, her lycan rippling through her as her spine shakes

there is anyone here or not.” She

says, stepping out of the woods. A woman emerges her hands up

hobbling on one ankle, my other burning with the rope burn and being yanks so hard. It wouldn’t surprise me if

assume you are here hoping to catch him before he leaves for

her guard, instead she

are you?” She

am the general of the siren warriors. My name is Saree.”

Penny says skeptically. “Nice to meet

us, her eyes snapping back and she

just made it.” She says, motioning toward the sunset. “He

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