Chapter 338

Cleo's POV

The forest roared around us, alive with snapping branches, jagged roots, and the coppery tang of blood and fear. My lungs screamed, my legs burned, and yet Sia surged beneath my skin, coiling and stretching with raw power, pushing me faster than I thought humanly-or wolfishly-possible. Theron was beside me, every muscle taut, his golden eyes scanning the shadows with predatory precision