THE ESCAPE PLAN
Dawn barely touched the sky, but there was no time to rest. The safe house was compromised. They needed to move—now.
Selina stood by the shattered window, her mind racing. The creatures had withdrawn, but she could still feel their presence lurking just beyond the trees. Watching. Waiting.
Owen reloaded his gun with practiced ease. “So, what’s the play?”
Selina glanced at Zane, who was leaning against the wall, his jaw tight. He had barely spoken since the attack. He knew what was coming next.
“We run,” she said simply.
Owen snorted. “Great plan.”
Selina shot him a glare. “You have a better one?”
Elira, who had been tracing runes along the doorframe, finally turned. “She’s right. We need to get as far from here as possible before nightfall. The First Alpha—” she hes
