The blue light of the flare lingered behind my eyelids like a ghost. It was a silent scream across the sky, a beacon for the monsters I had spent months trying to outrun. My heart was a frantic drum against my ribs, each beat a reminder that time was a luxury I no longer possessed.
"We have to go, Ronan," I whispered, my voice thick with a terror I couldn't suppress.
I strapped Ronan into the sling against my chest. He let out a soft, sleepy grunt, his small hands curling into my tunic.
I looked at the door. I threw the bolt and wrenched the door open.
A wall of solid muscle blocked my path.
I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat as I swung the silver knife blindly. A large, calloused hand shot out, catching my wrist in a grip that w
