Hunted in the Moonlight

Hazel's Pov:

The high full moon cast long, pale beams through the towering canopy, carving sharp silver lines across the frozen forest floor. Cold mountain air seared my throat with every desperate breath I dragged into my lungs. Jagged roots and hidden stones tore into the soles of my bare feet, but I could not stop. I could not afford to slow down even for a second. Behind me, the sharp, rhythm