Lyra tried not to panic, desperately calling for her wolf. But Juno was gone. Lyra couldn’t sense her at all.
She doubled over and vomited, the contents of her stomach tasting foul. Dropping to her knees, her injured leg throbbed painfully as she retched again and again, until there was nothing left but hot bile and spit.
Finally it ended. She stayed on her hands and knees, her fingers digging into the dirt and rotting leaves while her head swam. If the blindfold hadn’t already been drenched from the rain, it would have been soaked with tears. Terror poured through her.
She was blindfolded somewhere in the Hollows, alone, without her wolf.
For one frantic moment, she thought about calling for Parker, begging him to take her back to Jake. But she forced herself to take a deep breath, si
