The feeling would not leave me. I knew something was following us.
For what felt like hours, I had watched shadows move between the rocks and dry brush behind the Lycan column. Every time I thought I had finally identified whoever it was, they disappeared.
Even the Lycans had become tense. Their formation tightened, and conversations gradually died away. Warriors who had looked relaxed only moments ago now kept their hands close to their weapons.
Two Lycans were still carrying me. My entire body ached from Meka's brutal punch. The chains around my wrists rattled softly with every step.
Then I saw it again. There was movement, not by one figure but several.
My heart immediately began to race.
I focused harder, squinting through the distance.
A flash of white, then another and sudden
