Ron’s POV
Maia and I quickly come up towards where our betas Toby and Alexa have parked the pickup truck, such that we can now see them at a short distance ahead of us.
I can’t believe that my plan of trailing the hybrids didn’t work out. I wonder how they made us, exactly. Maybe their hybrid senses are just too sharp, or maybe we weren’t as discrete as we thought we were.
No matter, that’s that now. And you know, Maia was probably right. That plan was a long shot anyway. We weren’t actually sure the creatures would lead us to their Master. We were only hoping that they would.
It probably would have gone south either way, so I’m just gonna let it go. We will come up with something better, I’m sure. She and I have been through a lot together already. I’m sure we will figure out how to
