Two wolves stealthily passed between the cars towards the others, and she knew they had to be from the Quercia.

She ducked her head down behind the seat, and whispered to herself in panic, “Oh no, no, no.”

The chances of them not discovering her were low and she didn’t feel confident in trying to pick up a weapon. The cars were packed tightly around each other as they’d all arrived in a hurry, so they would hopefully serve as good cover. Gingerly, she walked backwards ...