Rick marched ahead of me with Penelope, while Bryce and James walked beside me and Brooke brought up the rear. Around us were the warriors of the Diamond Moon Pack. If I hadn’t been so tense, I probably would have laughed at our little group. But the further we went into the forest, the darker and gloomier it became. The air was cold and damp. Everything around us had this disgusting smell of mold. But we kept moving forward. A few times, I had the feeling that something or someone was watching us. The circle of warriors closed in on us instinctively, as if they too sensed danger. I could see them sniffing the air as if they were searching for a particular scent.
We had been walking for hours, but that feeling of unease remained anchored in me. We were being watched. I sniffed the air sof
