Chapter 183

Lily's Perspective The hunters' convoy was more vigilant than we had imagined.  They were not driving fast. From the sunroofs of each car, shooters armed with shotguns were peeking out, their eyes scanning the roadsides like those of eagles and falcons. Damn professionals. My fingers were tightly clasped to the ground, my limbs were gathering strength, and my breathing was gentle.  We had the geographical advantage, but forcing an attack was still extremely risky.   Just then, I noticed that the rear window of the car in the middle was not closed tightly. Vaguely, I could see a figure tied up and with its head lowered.   It was Brett! He was alive, but looked utterly wrecked. “Spotted Brett,” I growled through the wolf pack link. In that instant, one hunter seemed to sense something. The muzzle of his rifle whipped toward our hiding spot! “Now!” My command snapped out. There was no choice!  We suddenly leap