Chapter Twenty-Four: The Second Watch
Chapter Twenty-four: Middle Watch Kaida Jace had been right about one thing. He was a very heavy sleeper. I had been sitting with my back against the same birch trunk he’d used, watching the tree line and listening to the forest for what felt like hours. The fire had burned down to nothing while I slept, and the night was dark and cold around me, the kind of cold that crept under your cloak and sat in your bones. I had pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped the cloak tight and watched the moon track slowly across the sky through the birch branches. Wind direction. What doesn’t fit. Animals don’t go quiet for nothing. The forest had been quiet in the good way. The owl was back, far off to the west. The creek murmured steadily behind me. Once, something small moved through the undergro
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