Rowanthe cold air hit harder once I reached the edge of Sector 4. Out here, away from the house and it's humming wards, the forest felt bigger. Hungrier. The trees pressed close in thick black rows, their branches clawing across the wanning sun like crooked fingers. Snow dusted the ground in uneven patches, broken here and there by boot prints and paw prints. Sector 4 had always been quiet, but usually not this quiet. That was the probelm.Quiet meant something was holding its breath,I stopped at the edge of the forest, fingers curling slightly as I listened through the link. Caius was close.I could feel him before I saw him. His pulse was frantc, though his thoughts were sharp with adrenaline. Then he broke through the trees at a run, boots skidding in the frost as he caught himself against a pine.Caius was built for speed, not bulk. Lean, long limbed, with sandy brown haior that had been shoved back one too many times and now stuck up in every direction, making him look like
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