Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By Lycan Quadruplets
“Careful. Don’t burn yourself out before the fight.”
The boy looked up, silent, but nodded once.
Aria stood by Ash, staring at the map. She pointed to another glowing mark Elias had drawn. “Here. The wind told me. There are arrows waiting. If we walk that way, they’ll come from the trees. But I can change the air. I can bend it, make them miss.”
Ash bent down to her level, gripping her small hand. “You don’t have to carry this, little one.”
“Yes, I do,” she whispered, her blue eyes shimmering with tears. “Mama needs me too.”