CHAPTER 36

He lay low in the dense shrubs, his lungs functioning as if they were governed by a metronome - steady, and even, his muscles did not appear tight anymore; they were calm. He had been in chase of Ema for hours clinging to her smell along all the curves of the forest pathways. It hadn’t been simple — Ema was skilled at disguising her tracks here and there and more than once Elijah almost gave up on her. However, He had sustained he was building up for the part of Bruce’s Beta over the years and had honed himself to a fine tip.

Elijah was now lurking beneath the tree’s shadow as observed Ema approach a small, ordinary-looking cabin. The place was fine, he had to concede that. Were it not for the fact that he has been following Ema around he never would have located this area. It was entirely concealed thereby being hidden from the human eye by natural structures and what he thought to be anti-Visualization charms.

Elijah‘s expression went serious as he observed Ema knock on the