Chapter 141
Emilia's POV
I did not even stop running even when my lungs were burnt, as though they were tearing apart.
Lena was staggering by my side, with shallow and wild breathing. The red mist grew thicker around our ankles and curled like fingers, attempting to envelop us. Trees made things hazy. The howls behind became keener. Deeper.
Not Nikolas.
Not wolves.
Something else.
We had come to the creek. The water was flowing. Angry. The rocks were slippery, and I was almost falling when I tried to cross.
Lena caught me by the arm. Where is he?
He said to us, Run.
It does not mean leaving him!
I turned around.
No one. Just trees. And blood.
He ought to have caught up by this time.
"Emilia…" She could not speak. What should he do in case he does not ..."
Do not tell it."
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