Chapter 48

As I stood with my back pressed up against a wall, my ears burned as they dissected each individual sound.

"What happened to the lights? I can't see a goddamned thing," Lager shouted.

He was close, almost right to me. With my bow and arrow still in one hand, I buttoned my coat over Sasha's eyes in case they gave off a preternatural glow in the dark.

Another pair of footsteps thudded from the direction of the stairs. Faust, maybe. If I could somehow get behind him, he would lead me right to Archer, and then I could put an arrow through him before he did any harm to my wolf.

"Keep looking," Faust ordered.

Fast, confident steps plowed down the hallway perpendicular to mine.

Unsure, stumbling ones stepped down this one.