MAYA
“Finn?” My voice was low and weak. “Is it… is it you?”
It was him.
Stupid, Maya. How could you ever think that was Kael?
My legs buckled, and the grass absorbed my fall as pain exploded across my torn back. I winced, biting down on my lip to keep from crying out. Finn was a blur of motion. His wolf form formed a storm of fury that kept the ferals at bay. They were no match for him. Snarling, he slashed and whipped them back. Their leader, bloodied and limping, gave a low whine before the entire pack melted into the forest.
A crushing silence settled over the clearing, so heavy it felt as though even breathing might shatter it. Finn twisted back into his human form, chest heaving, muscles straining against his shredded shirt.
His eyes swept over the trees before locking on me. Th
