“Wolven risenoto becara.”A yelp left my throat, and I knew it was just too much. Too much trauma too close to each other. The black dots became bigger and then everything went black.
I cameto in Walsh’s arms. He was holding me like a baby, cradled to his chest with the furs draped around us.
“We need to bathe all of this blood off her!” he snapped to Sage. “She’s like a beacon.”
My body bounced up and down and I realized he was running.
“I’m awake,” I mumbled, flinching with pain each time my body slammed down into his and my shoulder wound pressed into his chest.
He looked down at me with a sharp gaze. “Can you run?”
Run? Maybe…
“I could definitely walk fast…”
“Fuck it,” he growled, and pulled me tighter to him as he pumped his legs faster. I felt weak, tired, and absolutely overjoyed to see my wrists were free of the cuffs.
My wolf.
I peered over to see Sage shooting an arrow from a bow that I hadn’t noticed before.
That meant… someone was chasing us.
My wolf surged to the surface and I braced myself for the pain that never came. The spell was gone and I wanted to weep for joy, but there was no time.
Fur broke out onto my arms and Walsh must have felt it against his chest, because he looked down at me. “If your wolf’s coming out, tell her to run ahead and find us a cabin or something to wash you up in.”
I nodded as a muzzle took shape before my face and then pulled away from my body, going spectral. My wolf form leapt out of Walsh’s arms, as he still clung to my human body, and before she hit the ground she was fully formed.
‘I’ll find a cabin or a creek,’she said and then took off, vampire-fast, into the woods ahead of us.
I felt some strength return now that the cuffs were off and my powers were on full display. I could feel my werewolf healing kick in.
“I think I can run now,” I told him.
He looked over at Sage, who was covered in black blood and jogging apace with us. “I think I got the last one.”
Last one of what? Were more of those creatures chasing us? I shivered.
Walsh skidded to a stop and set me down just as Sawyer’s presence surged forward.‘I fell asleep again. Are you okay?’
‘Cuff’s off, but still in some shit. Mind text you later,’I told him, and started to jog lightly.
I could almost see him smiling, that chin butt on full display.‘Mind text you later. I love you.’
I smirked, I’d probably never get used to hearing those words.
“Did another Munai come?” I asked Sage.
She shook her head. “Just a regular dark fey who apparently had a bear as a pet.” She lifted her arm so that I could see three deep gashes from wrist to elbow.
Shit.
Who kept a wild bear as a pet? A freaking dark fey, that’s who.
My wolf pulled on my thoughts and I attuned my attention to her. She was inside of a hunting cabin. It was cold and looked abandoned, but it had a fireplace and stack of wood.
“We’ve got a cabin for the night. This way.” I veered to the left and followed my wolf’s inner sense of directions. She’d jumped through a window to break into the house and had gotten some cuts in her fur. I wondered why she didn’t walk through the front door like she’d walked through the glass back on campus to help Sawyer.
