Elara's POV
I was ready to go and see Miranda, probably get a few belongings.
Kael stood by a moss-covered tree, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on me. His presence was comforting, even when he was playfully challenging.
“Are you ready for this?” he asked, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips.
I was surprised with his question “Ready for what?” I replied, already sensing he had something up his sleeve.
“For a proper race,” Kael said, stepping closer. “Unless you’re scared.”
I scoffed, shaking my head. “Scared? Of what exactly? Please.”
“Then prove it. Shift and race me out of the forest,” he said, his grin widening.
Then I realised his mischief. Racing would get us out of the forest faster.
I didn't hesitate for a moment, I got excited and agreed. And the challenge in his eyes was en
