I looked up ahead, to a far distant place where some hunting members were headed. There was no sign of Morgan, Allen, or Killian.

Something in me kicked in, and I navigated my horse, riding in the direction where the shadow skillfully raced through.

I knew I was being a little too reckless, but my chest tightened into a knot. I had a bad feeling.

I reached far into the direction I saw the shadow disappear. The tall trees formed canopies, impeding ...