AURORA’S POV

“Alia! Alia!”

Our voices rang through the trees like an alarm tone. My throat was hurting but I kept shouting.

But the woods spilt no answer, the just returned heavy silence, and it felt like a mockery.

I tripped over a thick exposed root, I caught myself, and pushed forward, Kasper was just behind me, his boots making noise against dry leaves and damp earth.

“Alia, please,” I screamed again, with a cracked voice.

“Alia wouldn't just vanish like that,” ...