The night stretched endlessly around them, every step feeling like an echo of their desperation. The air was thick with the scent of earth and damp leaves, and the shadows of the towering trees seemed to press in on them, as if trying to swallow them whole. Evelyn’s every sense was on high alert, the hairs on the back of her neck prickling with the unshakable feeling that they were being watched. But it wasn’t just fear—it was something deeper, something more primal. The Alpha’s pack was out there, somewhere in the dark, and they were closing in fast.
Leona’s breath was shallow beside her, but Evelyn didn’t dare glance over. Not yet. She knew how much their escape had cost Leona, how much it was wearing her down. Her shoulders were slumped, her movements slower than usual, and the occasio
