Chapter Nine
Scratches
Half an hour had barely crawled by when Yulen decided not to wait any longer. It wasn’t like Atty to take this long to return to the compound, especially if she hadn’t gone out specifically to hunt. She had found the boy and sent him packing. Surely she would have followed him back as soon as she could to make sure he had made it.
He threw down his pencil and got up from the table where the paperwork he had been putting off lay scattered. He hadn’t taken a half dozen steps toward the big double doors of the main lodge when Paxton entered the room and spotted him. Yulen felt his skin tighten as if someone had stretched it over his bones when the Second hurried toward him.
“Atty?”
“Just cleared the barrier. I sent Mastin for Dr. MaGrath.”
Yulen was running at tha
