The trap closed behind them and the ridge lights vanished into the dark.
Nora kept low in the brush. "Blake, left path. Drew, cover our backs. We move quiet and trust each other. No other choice."
Blake checked the ground ahead. "Tracks show clear for twenty steps. Then it drops. I take the first look."
Drew whispered from behind. "Shadows still search the last spot. We have minutes. Kids will guide the packs from far. We rely on that."
Nora nodded. "Lily and Tim know the signals. They keep the main force steady while we find a way."
They slipped through the trees. Dangerous ground opened with sudden drops and hidden roots. Every step tested the bond.
Blake spoke soft. "Remember the old hunts. We read each other without words. Same now."
Drew answered, "I watch your shoulder. You wa
