“Come on.” I tug on Elijah’s hand, nodding toward Nate. Elijah follows without a word.
I stop beside Nate just as he gets up, muttering curses under his breath as he dusts himself off.
“I don’t think that’s PMS,” Celeste echoes, her eyes wide. “There’s something really wrong with her.”
“You don’t say?” Nate snaps, noticing me and Elijah. He pins his gaze on me. “Humphrey is supposed to be back tonight.”
I nod in confirmation. “We should go talk to her.”
Celeste looks confused for a moment, then she says, “That sounds like an idea.”
Elijah stares past us in the direction where Ariah disappeared to. “She’s going for the woods.”
Nate tenses, his eyes flicking back to mine. We both utter a curse.
“What?” Celeste asks.
“She can’t go there,” Nate’s head snaps in the direction of the woo
