LILY'S POV
"There."
Owen hit the brakes.
A car pulled halfway off the road into the tree line. Harper's. I recognised the dent on the rear passenger door from when she'd told us she'd reversed into a gate post and Owen had said he wasn't surprised and she'd told him exactly what she thought of that opinion.
"She's here," I said.
"I see it." Mason was already opening his door. "Stay close."
"I'm not staying in the car."
"I didn't say stay in the car. I said stay close."
"Oh." I got out. "That's reasonable."
The morning was cold and still and smelled like pine and damp earth and something underneath both of those things that made the back of my neck feel alert in a way I was starting to recognise. The power sitting up paying attention.
"How far behind us are the Covenant vehicles,"
