The Ruined Summit was behind them.

The war had been delayed.

But not stopped.

Not yet.

Lyla could still feel it the weight pressing on the bond.

The whisper had been pushed back.

But it was still there.

Watching.

Waiting.

And if they didn’t find it first

Then next time, they wouldn’t be stopping a fight.

They would be fighting for survival.

The pack ran through the night.

No stopping.

No resting.

The whisper was ahead of them but not by much.

Lyla ...