SIENNA
I clung desperately to the thick fur around Clay’s neck as he raced through the snow-covered forest.
His paws pounded against the frozen ground, barely slowing as he jumped over fallen logs, dodged trees and navigated the treacherous terrain.
I could feel the strength in every movement.
He was running as fast as he possibly could.
Because of me.
“Hold on, Sienna,” Ice whispered. “He’ll have us home soon.”
I tightened my grip.
I wanted to believe her.
I desperately wanted to.
All I wanted was to get somewhere warm.
I wanted to get out of these soaking-wet clothes and into a hot shower. I wanted a warm bed, a blanket and a roaring fire.
But even though Clay was moving quickly, I could feel myself getting weaker.
My eyes were becoming heavier.
The sounds around me were be
