The moon hung high in the sky as we moved. It illuminated the path ahead.
It's getting late.
The thought crossed my mind and I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were running out of time. The moon was full and bright, which meant the creatures of the night—werewolves and other shifters—would soon be active. Every rustling leaf or snap of a twig seemed to echo in my ears, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit scared.
Mason and I pushed forward through the trees, but no matter how fast we ran, the fear still gripped me. The encounter with the guards had left me rattled, and I couldn’t fully comprehend how I had managed to do what I did.
How had I unleashed that force? The energy that had surged through me had been so powerful, so raw, and yet... it felt like a part of me I had never known
