Chapter 88

Daphne

Zachary and I walked hand in hand, with me mostly leaning on him. It had been two days of nonstop walking.

We had tried renting a car earlier but almost got arrested by the owner, a werewolf who recognized me and immediately contacted his pack Alpha.

Zachary sensed his plan quickly, and we left before they arrived. That had been a lucky escape.

“I am so tired,” Nika muttered. “We’ve been walking for hours. At this point, death will catch up with us before the werewolves.”

“You suggested leaving,” Zachary hissed. “Did you think it would be so easy?”

I kicked a rock and almost stumbled, but he caught me in time.

“Are you alright?” he asked, kneeling down to check my feet.

“I’m fine. Just a little bruise,” I answered, even though it hurt badly. We had bigger things to worry about than my leg, which would surely heal in a few hours.

He shook his head and stood up. “This won’t do.”

He scanned the surroundings. “The