Ivy
The moment I turn, I'm already sprinting.
I kick snow up behind me as I fly across the quad. My bag slaps painfully against my hip, and my breath tears out of me in ragged bursts. I don't know where I'm going. I can't go back to my old dorm; I don't want to put Jane in danger. But I have to go somewhere. I have to find some place to hide. I am desperate to go anywhere that isn't here, but I can feel him behind me.
Not hear. Feel.
That creeping, suffocating weight presses down on my shoulders like invisible hands, shoving me faster and faster until my legs scream.
"Run, little wolf," his voice slides into the air behind me, not loud, not even close, but everywhere. It is as if his voice is inside my head, paralyzing me with fear. My lungs seize. "Let's see how far you m
