AMIRA’S POV
The forest lay thick and heavy with shadows, the night drawing near as I held Calix close, my heart pounding with every breath. I could sense the pack’s border just a few yards away, the scent of unfamiliar wolves creeping closer on the night air.
I knew this was my last chance; if I stayed any longer, Daemon would stop me again, and if he did, there would be no escaping him again.
Just then, the sound of swift, soft footsteps cutting through the trees drew my attention. I recognized Julia first, her piercing eyes meeting mine with a mix of contempt and something else—I really couldn’t tell but perhaps it could disappointment that all our efforts might turn in vain if I don’t leave now.
I do understand why she might have said that though, Julia was clear that once I left I
