Kael slowed his pace once we reached the clearing, his eyes darting around like he was expecting another attack.
The moonlight brightened his features, revealing fresh scratches across his face and arms. Despite the injuries, his focus remained sharp.
I, on the other hand, felt like my body was about to give out. My legs trembled, my breath was ragged, and my claws still unfamiliar and terrifying itched with an unnatural energy.
“Do they always come after you like that?” I asked, my voice hoarse.
“Not me. You,” Kael corrected, turning to face me.
I flinched at his bluntness. “Why? I didn’t even know… whatever this is about myself until tonight. How could they know more about me than I do?”
Kael’s gaze softened, just a little. “Hunters can sense power. They’ve likely been watching yo
