Chapter 66. Encounter with Delta Three

Lira’s POV

The day had started out simply enough—cool enough to be comfortable, with a gentle breeze whispering through the trees—but it quickly turned into absolute chaos. Seline and I were sprinting through the underbrush, adrenaline surging, because a horde of wild werewolves was closing in on us. Their howls echoed off the trunks, and every branch we snapped underfoot sounded like a gunshot in the still air.

Seline’s special ability had saved us more than once, but it came with a crippling drawback: she could only use it for one hour per day. Once that hour was up, she needed a long cooldown before she could call on her power again. And today, unfortunately, we’d already burned through every second of it. Without that supernatural edge, we were painfully vulnerable.

The reason they were hunting us—as if being chased by uncontrollable werewolves wasn’t reason enough—was tied to Leon. Rumor had it that these wolves wanted him dead so they could seize contr