Elena
Rosa steps inside. She closes the door quickly. Her hands shake as she turns the lock.
"What is wrong?" I ask.
"Alexander's spies are in the village," she whispers. "I saw one near the well. He was asking about a silver-haired she-wolf. He knows you are here."
My blood turns cold. Ice water in my veins.
"How did he find me?"
"I do not know. But we cannot stay here." She holds out the green dress. "Put this on. We need to leave. Now."
"Where is Ray?"
"He is waiting at the back of the shop. He is watching the alley. Hurry."
I pull off the thin nightgown. The air is cold on my bare skin. I slip the green dress over my head. The fabric is soft, silk. It falls to my knees. The sleeves are long, covering my arms. The neck is high, hiding my collarbone.
"Good," Rosa says. "Come."
