Maya's POV
"It might not be up to you," Stephen said quietly, picking up something from the ground. A piece of torn fabric, soaked in blood. "If the serum kills her before we find her, we won't have a choice."
My hand instinctively went to my side, where I'd been injured during the battle. The wounds were already healing, faster than they should. The serum was keeping me alive, but for how long?
I backed away silently, letting the shadows swallow me. I'd heard enough.
But as I moved, my foot came down on a branch. The snap echoed through the forest like a gunshot.
"There!" Nathan's shout was immediate. "East side!"
I ran. Behind me, I could hear them crashing through the underbrush, trying to keep up. But the serum made me faster. Stronger. I leaped over fallen logs they had to clim
