Chapter Forty Three

CHAPTER FORTY THREE

“Lucas,” I murmur.

“I know.”

Hunter doesn’t approach us, just watching the two of us leave, a cold look in his eyes.

“We should move faster,” I say, quietly. “I don't have a good feeling about this.”

As we go deeper into the forest, Lucas stops me, looking around.

I strain my ears to see if I can pick up on any sound out of the ordinary. I can hear the insects, the birds, the small wildlife, and the faint sound of soft crunching of leaves.

“Change,” Lucas, says, grimly. “Now.”

I drop my bag and transform.

Bag in my mouth, we both begin running.

A few minutes later, I hear the sound of someone chasing us. A few someones.

‘We’re being followed.’

Lucas’s voice in my head nearly makes me stumble in shock.

I know that wolves can communicate in this form but it’s strange hearing a voice in my head.

‘Run faster.’ Lucas urges me. ‘We have to lose them.’