142. Part Of The Pack

Jackson looked back the way they had come and listened. There was nothing but the sound of the forest animals and the wind howling through the trees. They had already walked far enough into the forest that it was too dark for human eyes unless they brought their torches.

The Hunters would have torches. They’d have heat sensors and night vision. They’d have military-grade weapons to wipe them out.

He sighed and held Hope closer to his chest. Layla hadn’t complained yet even though they had been walking for hours, only stopping when the baby wanted to feed. Faith led the way because she knew where the meeting point was, and Layla followed her without stumbling. If anyone else had come with them, they would have been asking why Layla could see so well in the dark.

They were about an hour away from where they would meet the pack when Hope started to cry. Her little voice echoed in the darkness, and it made him worry. Layla rushed back to him and took her from his arms. Faith stayed ah