I look over at Stella and Henry - I mean, really look at them. They both followed me here, trying to get to know me.

"Olivia mentioned you moved around a lot," Stella says, trying to start a conversation. She sits down on a nearby log, while her brother remains standing.

"Yeah, I did," I reply, then stop myself. They don't need to know about the hunters yet.

"We already know about the hunters, Ava," Henry cuts in.

I stare at him, confused. ...