Calculated Embrace

No one paid attention to Maeve anymore—except for Tara. As Maeve finally decided to open her eyes and get moving, Tara rushed over, grabbed her hand, and started sprinting. "Maeve, run! Cheetahs!"

The cheetahs tore through the crowd like a storm, scattering people in every direction.

The forest was vast and dense, and once separated, it felt like trying to gather leaves in a hurricane. But right n