144. Goodbye Kiss

In the hours that they had been running, Layla had learned that the Hunters were relentless.

The magical barrier Jackson had told her about had only held them back for a little while. They had passed through it somehow. And they had not become disoriented or cursed in any way.

They had been hot on their tails for hours, even with the potions thrown to cover their tracks.

They were like machines.

The packs were tired. In that time, they had run into two other packs and joined forces. She had no idea how many wolves they were running with now. And all of them were tired.

As she drank the last of her water and then put the empty bottle back in the rucksack so there wouldn’t be a rubbish trail for the Hunters to follow, she looked at the miserable faces of the kids who were stretching their legs and being given quick snacks. Even the food was running out.

They could not hunt because the carcasses would give them away even if they buried them. The Hunters had hounds that seemed to h