Blond and Athena

Kiara's POV

My lungs burned. My legs ached. But I didn't stop running.

The trees loomed around me, their shadows twisting in the moonlight, casting eerie figures in the dark. The forest air was thick with damp earth and the sharp scent of pine, but beneath it all, I could feel them.

Glutton and Envy were still behind me.

I could hear Glutton's heavy footfalls—crushing everything in his path—the snap of twigs, the crunch of dead leaves. He wasn't trying to be quiet. He didn't need to be.

Envy, on the other hand, was silent. Too silent. That was the part that terrified me.

A low, cruel chuckle slithered through the trees.

> "You're fast," Envy's voice came from somewhere behind me. "But not fast enough."

Panic surged through me.

I pushed forward, my body screaming in protest. My throat was dry, my breath ragged, but I knew what would happen if I stopped. They'd take me. And I didn't even want to think about what that meant.