Last Shot

Amanda

Tugging Clara by her wrist, we ran through the snow. "Faster," I ordered her.

She huffed. Her steps were uneven. She hadn't been cared for very well. She was criminally thin and had the stamina of a baby sloth. "I can't," she wheezed at me.

"You can, you have to. You don't know Javier as I do." I looked back in the direction we'd fled from. How long would it be until he checked on us? I was doing all I could to not alert them through our mate bond. Even Ares was distracted by something.

"Do you have a plan?" My wolf questioned with a judging sniff. "Once they catch you it won't be a laughing matter. You know what happened to you last time you ran from anyone."

She didn't have to remind me. I knew better than anyone what happened to runners. "We can't stay here, you know that. If we do we won't be able to carry out the Moon Goddess' will. We promised."

"You promised, Amanda. I only went along with it because you were desperate. Granted, we probably wouldn't have survived without