Ryanna’s POV}

My legs moved before my thoughts could catch up.

I was running, harder than I ever had. Faster than even my newly attained Silver Wolf instincts had ever carried me. The wind peeled against my skin, branches slicing past like paper cuts, but I didn’t slow down. Not because they did not affect me, but because of the urgency.

“Please be ok, Nox.”

The trees blurred. I pushed harder. My muscles didn't scream from the speed, nor did my lungs burn, but I wasn’t as fast as ...