In normal circumstances, I would find that interesting and ask Tanyn about it.
However, at the moment, I was too terrified to…
Wait.
I yanked on Monique’s hand and stopped us both.
“Catla,” she stressed, “we don’t have time.”
“It’s melting,” I whispered.
“What?” she asked.
“The snow walls. They’re melting.”
And they were.
As we stood there, I watched the pack slowly receding, and the stone underneath being unveiled.
There was no dripping. No water. So it wasn’t melting.
The snow was just…vanishing.
I turned my attention to the floor.
It didn’t look like a sheet of ice.
It was stone.
“Ca—” she began but stopped herself as both of our heads whipped to look behind us.
I felt it too.
Someone…
Or something…
Was coming.
There was no sound.
But I could sense them.
And so could Monique.
Seriously, what the fuck?
She was human.
Again, I didn’t have time to ask.
Now I knew the threat was real.
It was then, I ran, dragging Monique with me.
I would have picked her up (even half-demon, I had the strength), but she needed to guide us to wherever the hells we were going.
With jerks on our connection as we ran, she did.