Emily’s POV
As we drive away from the pack lands, I feel someone following us.
“We are being followed.” I say. Samson looks behind us, Cyran drives a bit faster.
“I don’t see anyone.” Samson says.
“Doesn’t mean they aren’t there.” Cyran says.
The car ride is quiet. Cyran seems to already know the way to Miranda’s house, which is concerning. I have so many questions for him, but I’m not going to ask them in the car. I don’t know what he and Samson are capable of and I don’t want to put me and mom in jeopardy. So I keep my mouth shut, but as soon as we get to Miranda’s house Cyran has a lot of explaining to do.
“Mom are you ok back there?” I ask in mindlink.
“Yeah I’m fine. Are you ok?”
“Yeah. Can you make sure he is going in the right direction for Miranda’s.”
“Yes of course.”
