ALMON WAS ALSO at the door where we were hiding.
He clawed and tore at the woods, growling in between. At some point, he made three angry slashes against the front of the door and I could see his big frame from the holes. I screamed for help, for someone to come, and I didn’t even care anymore that I was also screaming for Kaden. It felt like the longest time in my life. With Almon angrily wrenching at the door, and Rosalie crying ugly tears next to me, everything became a fearful blur.
Thankfully, the Moon Goddess heard our desperate cries. Almon straightened up. I couldn’t see his face and what was happening to him. But it seemed like his senses picked up another sense coming and he finally realized that he wouldn’t make it out alive in time. Almon stopped trying to rip the door open a
