“Move!” Luther shouted, pulling me forward. My legs burned, my lungs screamed for air, but we couldn’t stop. We couldn’t afford to stop. The ground was uneven, roots and rocks clawing at my feet as we ran through the thick forest, branches whipping against my skin.
“They’re right on us!” Colt yelled from behind, his voice frantic.
I glanced back—just for a second—and saw the wolves closing in, their eyes glowing with murderous intent. The fear that gripped me was paralyzing. They were massive, their fangs bared, blood dripping from their jaws as they tore through anything in their way. They weren’t going to stop until they had me.
Panic surged through me. I had power—I knew I did. But no matter how hard I tried to call on it, nothing happened. My fingers twitched, desperate to summon ev
