Chapter Four
How much longer?
The question balanced on the tip of Nola’s tongue, but she didn’t dare ask. Aside from Jeremy’s unavoidable offer to carry her and Raina’s inevitable snarky response, no one had spoken in the last few hours. The silence seemed like a truce with the woods. A pact that kept their party safe as the trees thinned out, leaving them in an open field.
Brambles clung to Nola’s legs, picking away at the fabric of her pants. She walked with her arms over her head, keeping her bare hands above the reach of the thorns.
The protests of the ice had begun to fade. A frozen stream ran through her veins, but the cold had lost its ability to cut.
High silhouettes blocked the stars as mountains rose up in the distance. Nola had always known there were mountains west of the
