Adriel POV
"Jeremiah. Micah. Move."
I do not look back to see if they are following. The castle halls are a mess of smoke and screaming, but my boots carry me straight through the blood on the stone floor.
"A rogue lycan has Betty," I say, my voice dropping into a low growl that cuts through the noise of the panic. "Leonardo is already tracking her. They are heading for the dark forest. Move your feet or I leave you behind."
Micah steps into line next to me, his shoulders tense. Jeremiah falls in on my left. We hit the back exit near the kitchens, the air thick with the smell of roasting meat and copper.
Ian blocks the doorway, a heavy iron cleaver in his hand. He wipes grease from his forehead with the back of his arm.
"It is easier to go out through the side gate," Ian says, pointi
