Chapter 288

Theron's POV

The storm broke too suddenly.

Rain lashed against my back, soaking through cloak and shirt until the weight of it dragged at me. I could take it. I'd endured worse hunts, worse wounds. But Wren... Wren was fragile, already wounded, and the thought of this cold seeping into her body twisted my gut with unease.

This rain came at the worst possible time.

There was no shelter, no cave, no