TEDDY
I kept to the trees.
Bane wouldn’t allow anything else.
We moved like a shadow alongside the road, pacing her, silent despite our size. Every few seconds, his attention darted between her and the forest, cataloging scents, tracking movement, mapping threats before they formed.
We watched her the entire way back to town, only a matter of feet from her. Not that she knew it.
The way she handled the bike said it all. She wasn’t experienced. Starts were shaky, with hesitance before she hit the throttle. Her balance wobbled—subtle, but obvious if you knew. When she stopped in town, her foot planted a little too hard, too fast—
Yeah, she was a new rider—or at least not a confident one.
A grin pulled at my mouth despite myself.
“She rides as she learned out of necessity,” I muttered
