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Chapter 22: The Chase

Auteur: Terri Clare
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-24 04:09:59

ANWEN'S POV

I didn’t run.

Every instinct screamed at me to run—to flee the room, to put as much distance as possible between myself and whatever Fenric was becoming.

But I knew this was a game I could never win. I had seen how fast he moved even without shifting. Running now would only provoke the feral instinct clawing its way to the surface.

So I forced myself to stay still, careful not to make any sudden movements.

Slowly, I inched toward him on trembling hands. “Please,” I whispered, my voi
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