Kieran’s POV
The gleaming silvery moon hung high in the sky as we rode through the dense forest, its beams shimmering through thick canopy. The air filled with damp earth, but beneath it lurked something preternatural.
Evans rode her horse beside me, her face covered by the hood of her cloak. She had been silent since I told her of us coming to the western border. Evans always had something to do for every situation.but here was her fur in her silence.
“We're getting close to the scene,” Garrick, my Gamma voice cut through the tense air. “The scout also told me of him seeing something strange near the Nightclaw route.”
“It's all good.” I said finally. “We will get to the root of this all by the help of.the Moon goddess.” I prayed.
I gave him a stern, but sharp look, my grip tightening
