Jalen’s POV

The branches in the woods scratched against my arms softly as I pushed through the darkness, calling her name over and over until my throat burned.

“Fiona!”

I screamed as loud as I could, straining my ears to hear her respond but she never did. No answer.

Only the whisper of leaves and my own pulse thundering in my ears but I kept moving, I told myself I would find her even if it meant dying in the thick forest. I ran faster, and deeper, not minding the darkness that swallowed ...