Jason’s weight pressed heavily against me as Calla and I dragged him through the forest, our steps uneven, our breaths ragged. His blood soaked into my clothes, warm and sticky, the scent of it thick in the air.He wasn’t speaking anymore.“Stay with me,” I muttered, barely hearing my own voice over the pounding of my pulse. “Just a little further.”Jason’s only response was a weak groan.We stumbled into the clearing that led to our pack’s village, the dim lights from the cabins glowing like fireflies in the darkness. Relief surged through me.We made it.Calla let out a sharp howl—a call for help, a demand that someone do something.A few figures emerged from the cabins, their expressions ranging from concern to wary disinterest.“Move,” I snapped at them, my patience gone.The sight of their indifferent stares, the way they had left Jason to die in that clearing, still burned in my mind. But I had no time to dwell on it now.My father appeared from the main lodge, his sharp gaze sw
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