Maximus

I smelled something in the air. Scents I didn’t like. They were faint but somewhat familiar. We were being shadowed.

Xander was behind us somewhere. I could feel it the same way I felt the pull of the moon, a steady pressure at the back of my mind. He wanted Rebecca, and he would bleed every mile of forest dry if it meant getting to her.

That was why we were moving. Not just to put distance between us, but to reach higher ground where I could build something ...