Startled, Chrystal gasped.
Castian breathed against her ear, “Stay quiet,” as he kept her in front of him, his back to the camp as they slipped between the trees.
Chrystal’s heart pounded, and unlike their first flight, she stuck close to Castian, even as she continued the battle within.
Those are my people! Why am I running from them? Those warriors…they are Darius’ men. I’m sure of it. My father’s people would have kept quiet for longer. Only Darius and his men would be so brash.
Only they would have used wolfsbane.
Wolfsbane! Her mind kicked at her, and she moved faster.
Castian slowed for a moment, then moved to keep pace.
The Moonblaze pack warriors fanned out, torches blazing.
“Check every tent!” the same deep voice called out.
Klaric! Darius’ commander! Chrystal jolted in
