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I could feel that dog's hot breath on the backs of my legs. I could feel its drool spattering against my heels. I expected with every painful breath to feel those paws land on my back and push me down into the snow.
But it didn't leap. It just kept running behind me. Pacing me. Playing with me.
I had my wand out in my hand, but I had no idea what good I could do with that. I couldn't shoot spells back over my shoulder. But if I turned to look behind me, I was lost.
I didn't want to admit to myself that I was probably lost already. There had to be some way out of this mess.
The thunder of horse hooves was all around me now. I kept my head down, looking only at the ground immediately in front of my feet. But I knew the Wild Hunt was all around me now. I could hear the men and the wom
