"He's not coming."
Sienna's voice was barely above a whisper, but the weight of her words sank like a stone in the tense air around them.
Kael's grip on her wrist tightened, his breathing ragged from the sprint, but he didn't stop moving. He couldn't afford to.
"We can't wait," he ground out, jaw clenched. "Not here."
They had made it out of the tunnels, stumbling into the thick night air that felt both liberating and suffocating at once. The open space should have been a relief after the suffocating press of the underground chamber, but instead, the darkness stretched wide and ominous. The trees swayed like silent sentinels, their gnarled branches whispering in the wind.
But the Alpha hadn't followed.
Sienna's chest heaved, the cold air biting into her lungs. She turned back toward the tunnel entrance, her instincts screaming. She couldn't just leave him. He had stayed behind, but that didn't mean he was gone.
It didn't.
