CLARA’S POV
My body hit the hard ground for the third time that night and as usual, I squeaked in pain. Zaynab was the only one to spare me a small pitiful look at my wretched sound. My whole body felt like it had repeatedly been run over by a horde of horses. Everywhere from my head to my stomach and to the balls of my feet pulsed with pain.
“We have to stop before you throw up all over us,” Callum said, resting upon a boulder. We were in what must have once been a square in an unfamiliar city. I could not tell the time but from the darkness around and the twinkling of the stars, I knew it was still night. Except, I had no idea of how long or how far we had travelled so it could be the next day or the next week for all I knew.
“He just doesn’t want us to know that he can only tr
