Emily's pov
As we rode through the forest on Bryson's back, I held onto him tightly, my face buried in his warm fur. The world around us blurred as he ran with incredible speed, but I trusted him to keep us safe.
Bryson's presence brought me comfort, and I found comfort in the rhythm of his powerful strides.
It was welcoming after everything that just happened.
I curled my fingers through his soft coat and he didn't seem to mind me staining his fur with Maya's blood.
I try to ignore the metallic stench of her blood, or the slight sharp pain in my heart as a sudden flash of her image comes in my head.
It seems Bryson understood where my thought had led to because he slowed down in a gallop, the slow ride calming my mind.
He had always been my protector, and I knew he would do ev
