Chapter eighteen

“Ugh, how much further?” a young wolf asked as they kept going deeper into the woods after walking for hours straight without a rest.

“Are you a wolf or a nightwalker?” someone teased and the others laughed tiredly.

Sean walked up to Aliyah, “are you okay?”

Aliyah smiled tiredly. She wouldn’t be tired if she wasn’t limping all through the time. So many times she had almost slipped by walking normal but she always got a hold of herself right before anyone would notice. They had been walking for the past five hours after their first rest in mid afternoon. Everyone knew letting Mr. Tyler be their field teacher would be tiring but they didn’t actually think he would exhaust them to that extent. “I’m fine, thank you?”

“You sure? I can carry you if you can’t walk again. You already have an injured foot and if people who are okay are complaining, I can’t imagine the pain you must be going through now.”

“I am tired, Sean,” Monica groaned, walking up to him. “I am not sure I can take even one