Chapter 47

Killian's point of view

Sheila and I followed the path through the woods, making as little noise as possible. We kept covering our tracks, putting distance between the wolves hunting for us. It was almost dawn, and we have been walking for hours in the darkness, moving back to North Central. If the Fire Crest Pack was still after us and planned to make another attack, we would have had an advantage within our territory. I couldn't mind link the pack yet. Ryker was still so weak that he could barely make a connection, or even speak.

My eyes glanced at Sheila. She was a few feet away from me. She hadn't said a word to me. Even when I tried speaking to her, what I received was a silent treatment.

I am well aware that I fucked up. I should have journeyed ahead with her. If I had, none of this would have happened.

As we moved, we came across a river in the woods. We were still far from the capital, but if we kept walking we would be much closer.

We stopped by the river. Sheila went ahead a