Lyra's POVThe cave smells like wet stone and old smoke.The air inside is cold enough to bite. It carries the scent of damp earth and ashes left behind by travelers long gone. Water drips somewhere deep in the dark, each drop drumming softly against the stone walls.Kael shoves me inside first.I stumble a step before catching myself against the rough wall, wincing as pain shoots through my ankle.A moment later, Kael ducks in after me. Without wasting time, he grabs a fallen branch from outside and drags it across the entrance, covering it with loose leaves and vines.It won't fool anyone for long. But it might buy us a few minutes. Right now, minutes are all we have.Outside, distant howls roll through the forest. Closer than before. His pack, searching in pairs.The sound sends another chill down my spine.I slide down the cave wall until I'm sitting on the cold ground and draw in a shaky breath. The adrenaline that kept me moving is wearing off, leaving nothing but exhaustion and
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