Forty two

SETH POV

As we flew through the trees, I could feel the weakness coursing through every inch of my skin, but knowing that Dawn could be going through worse kept pushing me forward even tho all I wanted to do was collapse.

Not feeding, losing a lot of blood, and exerting myself were starting to tell. I felt like I was moving in slow motion. Fatimah didn't have to even sweat to catch up to me.

"How about a break for a snack".

"No, we take no breaks," I growled, flying over a boulder that stood in my path. We didn't have the chivalry to waste even a second.

Fatimah increased her speed until she was running in front of me. Her voice floated over to me before she stopped a far way off from me. "If you do not feed now, you might kill Dawn when we finally find her".

Her words made me stumble to a halt and she was right there in front of me once I stopped, her gaze serious as she stared at me.