The rain wouldn't stop. It turned the forest floor into a swamp of slick mud and tangled roots that tripped us at every turn.
We took refuge under some trees with large branches and leaves. We were with a newborn after all and with kids, we couldn't afford them getting soaked.
My legs had started to ache from how far I had traveled holding Finn in my arms and my back was aching all over. But every time I felt his soft breath against my chest, the pain didn't seem to matter. I rocked him gently as we walked, whispering, "It’s okay. We’re almost there."
Kira walked at my side, her braids dripping water down her back. "We need a roof, Renn," she called out, her voice tight. "We’re out in the open. If the Shadow Pack is tracking us, we're as well as dead.”
Renn was a few paces ahead, his
