Chapter 143
Emilia's POV
It was like the mark on my hand beat against the silence of the forest.
It had not ceased since Leo had gone into the Black Mist.
Nikolas was a few paces in front, eyeing the trees as though they were going to bite.
Lena sat beside me, still with staring eyes and trembling lips. She had not uttered a word since the disappearance of Leo.
We could not afford to stay there. It was thick air. Too still.
Nikolas said in a low tone; there was a ranger station two miles east.
I nodded. "Let's go."
We did not wait till daylight. The Moon continued to hang, fat and blood-colored, in the sky as though awaiting still further to be dislocated.
We broke off branches. Each of the sounds was a scream.
Then was the growl.
Low. Crooked. Familiar.
Three wolves blundered
