CHAPTER TEN

“Phoebe!” He called again.

“Go.” The wolf did not wait for another word as it trotted into the night.

“Phoebe!”

How far has it gone? Was it somewhere safe now?

“Phoebe!” I spotted my father in a distance, carrying a torch. He looked in my direction, unsheathed fury in his eyes.

“What?” I tried to sound as unfazed as possible and stood up, ignoring the protest in my left knee.

“What are you doing out here?”

“Just jogging. Wanted some peace and quiet to myself.”

“This forest is not safe! Nowhere is safe for people like us and I would not like you putting yourself in danger because you learned some spells.”

“It’s funny how you suddenly care. I’ll walk myself home. You can teleport or I don’t know, fly home.” I tried to push m