Chapter 85

Lyra

'Catch up to speed, Lyra. You're going too slow. Pick up your pace and follow the trail to the end of the woods,' Sybil's order echoes through my mind as we're on the final run through the trail of the woods and toward the clearing on the outskirts.

The wind hits my face, and the sound of dirt crunches underneath my paws.

'Almost there!'

There are four more female wolves alongside