Danielle glanced back at the cottage in the darkness as they reached the treeline.
"I'll be in touch within the next few days," Rose had said, gripping her hand tightly as they had been leaving.
Her hand unconsciously drifted to her stomach. Three? Four? How many babies were in there? She had to keep them safe. She had to protect them from the hunters.
"Danielle?" Seth called from the edge of the clearing.
She tore her eyes away from the cottage and followed him into the treeline.
The others were already ahead, their footsteps soft but certain on the needle-strewn ground. Danielle stayed close to Seth, letting his presence ground her even as her mind spiraled.
She couldn’t stop replaying the conversation with Rose. Not just the cryptic warnings or the firm goodbye, but the way her ey
