Rissa’s POV

Being alone and abandoned was never something I handled well. The night dragged on, and I could feel my body growing weaker, dried out, and worn. The power of the knowing surging deep and taking over, the only thing pushing me forward. I had to get Mark back. I needed him now more than ever.

The forest pulsed with life around me; it felt alert and watchful. The Cold air sliced through my coat, but the pain in my chest hurt more. Every leaf that shuffled and twig that snapped ...