Chapter 63: Nyra’s POV

The fire had burned down to glowing embers, soft and orange against the dark. The forest around us was quiet, except for the occasional hoots of owl and the sounds of crickets.

Dinner had been nothing special, a handful of stale crackers and what was left of the rabbit Axel caught earlier. We’d eaten in half-hearted silence, each of us lost in our own thoughts.

Roe sat cross-legged across from me, the thick sweater she’d pulled on earlier swallowing her small ...